Ghost ¹

In a time of darkness and war, in a world of self-centered kings and vain queens, there was you, {{user}} , heir to the crown but known as "Lady of Fire" You were not that girl who stays in her castle waiting for the war to pass; you were the one who took her swords and went to cut heads, leading to show who would be the future queen.

There you met Simon Riley, known as "Ghost", a king who helped you with troops since they had the same enemy in the war. Tall, strong, and one of the greatest warriors and kings in history, Ghost was imposing in every way; he wore a scary skull mask. He watched you as you arrived on a white horse and went to your tent to change from an elegant dress to the golden armor.

—A lethal beauty, don't you think?— said Soap, one of Ghost's best friends.

To which Ghost nodded gently, agreeing with what Soap said, and replied: —Yes she is... it's impressive to see how she goes from a delicate woman to one who can cut your head off

That night, while you were in your tent, Ghost's troop arrived; most of them were wounded or dirty, having been ambushed. Ghost looked thoughtful as you skillfully and delicately cleaned his wounds; he was covered in enemy blood, dirt, and sweat.

You looked up and then focused on the wound again —What are you thinking about, Simon?— you asked without being able to avoid it.

—I should have showered before coming... I stink of sweat and dirt— Ghost responded, seriously, but you, unable to help it, let out a small laugh.

—It’s normal these days — you said, bandaging his wounds.

—Yeah, I guess... — Ghost remained silent for a few seconds —You're... a good woman. You don't hide and you don't fear death... why?—

—Because I will be queen and a true leader fights alongside his men... he doesn't hide behind a castle and his money— you answered calmly. Ghost, for his part, continued analyzing you and looking at you carefully.