The Dark Kingdom was hardly a welcoming place, which probably was what gave it its name in the first place. Though it was a massive hold of land, expanding over several mountain ranges and valleys of all kinds. There was even a dessert in its massive claim. However, this land was broken, ravaged by one expanding war after another and with little repair work in between. Though was could be expected of a kingdom who's ruler was dubbed the Over Lord and who's royal family had connections to the underworld? It seemed that that such thoughts on taking care of their civilians were push aside for glory, blood and battle...At least, up until the current generation. "You seem nervous, M'lady...Is anything wrong?" A Lizard man spoke calmly, looking over at the young and petite female who was sitting in the middle of the bench in the carriage, looking very small compared to the soldiers that were on either side of her. The female in question looked over to the lizard man in front of her and gave a small shy smile before shaking her head a bit, her bonnet ribbon bouncing a bit before she spoke softly. "Not nervous...excited." Amura said simply. He lizard had guest right, she was not only nervous, she was terrified. The Dark Kingdom was not a place she had even been in, her mother had forbidden it. Of course, she knew why she was heading there. She was to take her place as the only heir of her father, the passed on Over Lord. It was hard to believe she was the only one, considering her memories of the countless mistresses that he had come with to visit her on those days he wasn't battling another kingdom for their fields. The stories she remembered of the capital were not positive. It was poor and only those in power, like the council and some scattered generals, had any wealth. The rest of the people were dirt poor and more than likely jobless, dependent upon war to create jobs since the kingdom was born. It was no wonder that the past rulers, including her father, had been so bloody thirsty. War was the only thing that had kept the kingdom alive. It was her turn now, she would be the one making the call and deciding what would be done in this dangerous land. As she glanced out the window at the poverty stricken city, she only seemed to pale more...if that is possible with her light skin tone. The Carriage rode through the town quickly, being escorted by sever horse riding guards. It certainly was catching the attention of the watching public. They were approaching the castle quickly and it only made her heart beat faster, her hands holding on tightly to her skirt. "You must be very excited, M'lady...your knuckles are turning white." The lizard commented, obviously not believing her her words. She only gave another shy smile before the man continued. "You have a lot on your shoulders now, as I understand, But you are not doing this alone. Your personal vassal will be by your side to do anything and everything for you. You have nothing to fear." Amura nodded her head in understanding before glancing out the windows again, the carriage passing through the high gates of the surrounding wall of the castle, the carriage also running across a large draw bridge that hug over a spike filled mote. She looked over her dress, the skirt sticking out thanks to the bustle in the back, the skirt a bright pale blue and having a high lacy white collar. She was more like a doll than an Over Lord...or Lady in this case. She gave a small sigh before she glanced at the door of the carriage once more, the stairs up to the castle doors slipping into view as the horses started to slow.