A figure cloaked in black road their horse through the open gates and pulled their horse to a halt in the courtyard. The grey beast reared up on its hind legs demonstrating its power before landing back on all fours with a heavy thud. No one was alert for they knew who the rider was the second they saw the familiar dark garments, but what proved her identity was the pendant that hung across her chest. A silver snowflake that gleamed in the light, hanging from a fine thin chain proved that she was a royal servant to the queen.<br/><br/>Getting off the horse and walking through the halls the rider took the servants route and entered the throne room from the back. She preferred entries that weren't so grand. Coming around the chair she saw her queen. A gentle smile played on her lips and she removed the dark hood from her odd sea green hair. As she now stood before the throne, she took a knee and lowered her head in a respectful bow to her majesty.