Princess Gwyneira raced with her favorite horse, Sive to and around the paddock until she could run no more, or until a thrall came to retrieve her back to her father. King Jarrel was a strong and benevolent leader. His reign was firm and powerful but he ruled also with wisdom and fairness. Many of the men and women of the age were hungry for war and adventure, but Jarrel and his small kingdom only wanted peace. It was the princess' favorite place in the worlds.
Gwyneira chased after the burly brown mare, kicking mud and dirt in the humid spring air. Her six-year-old legs were already strong and fast but no matter how hard she beat the dirt; the child could never stay neck and neck with her steed. Each day, she would race with the horse until someone had called for her. Today, she was determined to keep up with Sive. With a great breath of air, the princess galloped beside the mare until she was within distance of grabbing onto her mane, and hop on. Gwyneira huffed with excitement. She