Second Step to the Crown: Brilliant Light and Heat

Thesun stood at it's highest, spreading it's light across the land and showering the sailors, as well as the turists, with it's radiant warm beams. On the small beach, just meters away from the piers, lay a woman in nothing but her undergarments with her other clothes folded neatly beside her, taking full advantage of the current weather that the ancestors had so kindly blessed her with.

She rested her heads on her folded arms behind her head, closing her eyes and just enjoying her enviroment. The sound of the waves against the shoreline and the pier was soothing to her ears. The sound of the little rambunctious children that ran around and played in the waters was surprisingly pleasing. The day could barely be better... If it wasn't for one thing.

Carwen sat up for the tiniest bit. Just enough for her to to see the yet not faded mark from her last battle. A mark that lined her shins from when her leg had been sliced open. An while it had recieved some of the best healing medicine money could buy and with a good amount of time to rest, her leg still ached like hell whenever she tried to rely on it. Sighing, she layed herself back down on the sand, awaiting for either the sun to move away from sight, or for a certain someone to show up.