I did not want to send her alone, but at the time I had no choice. As she rode off I readied my bow. They would not get to her if I had something to say about it.

I remembered when I was first crowned. Queen Susan the Gentle is what they called me. I was gentle at the time, but it seemed different.

I watched the men ride toward me with their swords drawn. They would not hesitate, so neither would I. I realized in that short moment that I had grown and I was not so gentle anymore.