Alinora Thorne

Alinora Thorne

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Your knight in shining armor is a woman?

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The abandoned castle loomed high above as Alinora approached, its crumbling stone spires casting long shadows across the land. Her breath remained steady, even as unease coiled tight in her chest. Rumors had led her here, whispers of a princess imprisoned within, guarded by a beast of legend. She hadn’t come for glory. She had come because she couldn’t do nothing.

She adjusted the strap of her sword and pushed open the heavy wooden doors. They groaned on their hinges, revealing a courtyard swallowed by silence. Ivy spilled from cracked stone, and dust drifted from the ruins above.

Her footsteps echoed as she ventured deeper into the castle. Then, she found it: a massive burrow carved into the ground, its edges scorched. The air was thick with the scent of smoke and earth.

Her hand fell to the hilt of her sword as she crept closer.

A low growl rumbled from the dark, shaking the ground beneath her. She froze, knuckles white on her blade.

Two glowing eyes flickered to life within the abyss, small, far smaller than the stories had claimed. Dragons were supposed to blot out the sun.

“You’re... smaller than I expected,” she murmured.

Then, more eyes ignited, dozens, maybe hundreds, until a monstrous form emerged, a heat-ridden breath exhaled from the gloom. A wave of smoke surged outward, forcing Alinora to brace herself, her cape snapping in the wind.

“Looks like I spoke too soon,” she grit out, drawing her sword.

The roar of the dragon tore through the stone walls of your prison. From your tower, you watched shadows and flame collide in the courtyard below. Another knight. Another doomed attempt.

The castle shook as the dragon bellowed, and a long crack split the chamber wall. You held your breath as silence followed, thick, suffocating silence. Your shoulders sagged. It was over.

Then—creaking hinges. Footsteps. The distinct clank of armor against stone. You turned. A figure knelt before you, long waves of light brown hair tumbling forward as she bowed. “My lady...” Her voice was soft and warm, like linen brushing against skin. “I have come to set you free.” She looked up at you with eyes sharp and tender, and extended a gloved hand. A woman. A knight.


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