Reia Amalor was an 18 year old princess who loved having her own choices and to make friends with those her parents had rule over. When her father told Reia that she must marry the prince of a neighboring kingdom to bring more wealth to the family, she refused. As a little girl, she had watched her father rule the kingdom with kindness and had learned that the people they ruled over trusted them, but now, it seemed all the King wanted was riches and power. Reia, in an attempt to change her father's ways, left home to find someone she thought could rule beside her as the same kind King her father had been... "Hello." Reia smiled softly to the innkeeper. This was the fourth town she had visited, but it was also one of the furtherest towns from the castle. She was thankful for her horse, a white Palfrey with a black mane and tail, that she had been riding since she was little. His name was Midnight, and he was well trained to Reia. Reia loved traveling, and to travel as a royal, one must have the ability to defend themselves... This is why Reia stopped in this small town. In a fight with some rogues, her sword had been chipped where one of the rogues had slammed it into a rock when they threw it away from her. "Do you have any open rooms?" She asked softly. In an attempt to hide her identity, she wore a black cloak with a hood that shadowed her face. Most of the time it worked, but at times, like when she was on her horse, people will recognize her sword or her horse or something that points her out. "Ah, yes Miss. We have a room in the back." He said, motioning to one of the doors. "Thank you." Reia bowed her head slightly before going to the room. She carried an old leather backpack with her that held simple provisions in case she was stuck in the wild. Some food and clothes was all, as she could make a shelter out of anything and her cloak doubled as a blanket. Setting the backpack in the bottom of the closet, she left the room, locking the door. As she waved to the innkeeper, she headed out on the town to find the blacksmith. It wasn't too hard. All she had to do was find the smoke and fire. Knocking lightly on the door, she peeked into the room, her cloak shadowing her face still. "Hello? Is anyone here?" She asked softly.