ornate spear that had been placed in a dusty room, obviously a relic of some forgotten past. It caught the princess' eye with something between a look of shock and awe, but she said nothing as she armed herself with nothing more than a wooden staff. "If you can use that spear, then you are a mighty man indeed. Now, let's go see about those things outside. They are nothing from my kingdom!" If it had been wolves or bears, she could calm them with a word, but this was foreign. This was new.

Once they stepped back outside...