A Cub

Roselyn was ready for every possible outcome, but not for someone to scream at her, to move out of the way, she didn't expect that, neither did she expect a majestic carriage to pass through, with six horses surrounding it and two at the front, with guards on them. She put her head down, adjusting her hat and walking in the sidelines, while asking Lyn who this person was; her reply didn't come as much of a shocker, it was the king, just from the looks of it, she can guess that but now that Lyn confirmed it, she has to get away, those aren't any guards, they are royal guards, who can kill her in two seconds, if they know who she is.