closed starter for @heroexxs || medieval verse || catrin wynn
deep in her thoughts, sat on the throne as she was preparing to deal with yet another audience, catrin's brows furrowed as she heard noise growing outside of the room. screams, loud noises as if men were falling down, the clang of their armor echoing just beyond the door. and then nothing. which felt scarier than whatever had been happening out there and caused all of this commotion. sitting straighter on the seat, not daring to actually stand and look at the window, ice ran through her veins.
surely no one was foolish enough to try and attack the castle, right? glancing around the room, she saw the two knights on each side of the throne quickly exchange a look. whatever it was, they had heard it too and she could have sworn that she saw their gauntlets tighten around their battle axes. clear eyes locked onto the wooden door that separated her from what was incoming, a prayer of protection passing her lips in a soft whisper.
