The royal carriage's door opened as it revealed a fifteen-year-old girl wearing a princess dress with a red and yellow color scheme. The girl had long flowing golden blonde hair that was adorned by a silver crown embedded with sapphire jewels.
The princess' red wine eyes surveyed the surroundings, and after noticing the knights' corpses riddled on the ground while the knight commander's body was close to dropping dead, her eyes shrank in fear.
The scent of iron that wafted from the fresh blood of the knights on the ground made the princess almost vomit her lunch.
The knight commander had earlier told her that the magic beast was nothing to be feared and it would easily be taken care of by the royal knights, but it was nothing but a lie to prevent her from worrying about how grave the situation was.
That very knight commander who lied to her was currently near death's door, yet he still tried his best to stand up and protect her.