Battle for survival.

"The disgust is mutual, whoever you are."

As the contempt in the Prince's tone registered in her mind, the woman's face scrunched up in hatred. 

She stood as tall as the Prince with short hair and dark hair. Her robes loosely hung on her body, making it easier for her to move with fluidity. Anyone would have mistaken her for a hermit if they had found her in this perplexing area of the forest on this mountain.

"Surely you haven't forgotten our night together?" the woman almost hissed out.

Noticing the grim side-eye that he received from his commander, the Prince coughed, "You make it sound as if we were on a romantic date, you lightning bitch."

The woman "So you do remember me, huh?" She chuckled, "You got away that night, but look what fate has done to you. In the name of the Steel Mountain Kingdom, today I will behead you."