Ariella's castle—->Ariella's P. O. V:
It's been 10 years since my first meeting of the great dragon, Kilgarrah. I'm now 20 years old and of marrying age. My brother, Eric and I are returning to the kingdom of Camelot once again.
I've already packed all my bags and was just finishing double checking to make sure I have everything I need for my stay in Camelot. I'm wearing a sleeveless blue dress with pants underneath and riding boots with a heel, my blue cloak thrown over my shoulders, and my long, white blonde hair inbound around my shoulders, with some of it tied down the back of my head, a few strands framing my face.
"Well, that's everything," I say, before looking to my maid and friend, Naomi. She's a woman in her early twenties with long light red hair and emerald green eyes, wearing a red long sleeved dress.
(What her dress looks like—->)
"I will miss you, Princess!" Naomi cries, pulling me into a tight hug. I smile, hugging her back.
"I'll be sure to write to you, and we'll see each other again, Naomi," I tell her.
"I'll visit you when I get the chance," She says as we pull back.
I pick up my black cat Luna and, with help from some guards, my bags are taken outside where my brother and father were waiting with both our horses.
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