until the sword decides our fate

Chapter 3

"A cliché", that's exactly the opposite of how they knew Olivia from Lewish in her kingdom. She was far from being that blond white girl with blue eyes and the perfect dress. At the same exact moment as Alexander was writing his story, she was coming back from the hunt, on the back of her black fierce horse, she woke the whole village up, it was running faster than lightning, people got out of their houses and observed this strong girl, such girl with brown hair, brown eyes and tanned skin, she was wearing a black hooded cape that covered half her face, and underneath was a dark black beautiful dress, her bow was wore on her shoulder, and her arrows were put in a quiver attached to her left leg, she looked straight ahead and didn't pay attention to anyone around her, it was only her and her horse in the entire world, no one knew anything about her, she was the mysterious silent beautiful brave 15 years old princess. She slowed her horse down, jumped off it and walked into the palace, her silhouette appeared from the inside, she wasn't perfectly cleaned up nor was she smiling at anyone, all the things that were expected from her weren't important to her. She was impressive, courageous, and her numb expression didn't change until she saw her little brother.
She removed her hood and her face appeared, Her arms and face looked dirty, her hair was messy, and she was gazing through the room as if it was her first time seeing it.
"Go change Olivia" said her mother with a serious look.
- If you want to talk just do it now.
- I said go.
By the look her mother just gave her, she didn't think talking back would be a good idea so she went up to her room. She knew her mother was disappointed in her, she knew she wanted her to wear colored dresses and tie her hair up, she knew all that but she didn't care.
When she walked in the bathroom, she closed the curtains and locked the doors, removed her bow, quiver, hood and boots, walked with her barefoot on the cold floor to the closet and grabbed another off shoulders black tall dress. She removed her dress and washed the dirt of her, got dressed back up and brushed her wavy wet hair. She looked at the mirror and observed - as she always did - the gold details on its edges, as she finished she turned around and wore her black tall boots.
She walked out of the bathroom, the steam followed her steps and filled the corridors, she walked downstairs and saw a young man with blond hair and dark green eyes standing in the middle of the room, she looked at him but didn't care about his presence, he smiled at her but she acted like she didn't notice, her eyes fixed her mother and she said, "Who's this?"
- You're one of the chosen ones dear, get ready you'll be out for a few days.
- And what is he good for? She answered pointing at the young man.
- This is Charles, he'll accompany you out of the kingdom and meet you at the end of the mission.
- Why? He'll only slow me down.
Charles looked at her and said "I won't, besides I'm not going to be there all the time, I'll just get to the end of the new land to be aware of your decision, I'll announce whether or not you want war and I'll share it across the kingdom."
- I can do that myself.
- Olivia! Behave yourself! Go upstairs and grab your stuff fast, you need to go.
She looked at Charles and said:"wait for me outside, pick a horse, I'll bring my bow and arrows and some more stuff that would definitely be more useful than you are. If you slow me down I'll kill you and drag your body with me so don't..."
"olivia!" Shouted her mother.
He did as she said and walked out. She went to her room and packed everything up. She then said her goodbyes, hugged her parents and brother, and walked out before jumping on her horse.
- You're coming or not? She said to Charles as her horse started running...