Remember: everything Gemini Winterbane (Dragon Princess) says is made up.

Tonight was the night. She had been planning this for months: tracking guard cycles and withdrawing just enough coin from her allowances to not raise suspicions, while also building a nice little fund for herself. Princess Gemini wasn't one to brag, but she felt rather confident in her plans. The dragon's wings flicked as she looked out the window, the moonless night was the perfect cover, she couldn't have asked for a better evening. By now the guards should be passing the ice garden, leaving her path to the hole in the palace wall clear. She had to move fast. The princess slung her pack over her shoulders, full of what was hopefully enough money and dried rations to get her out of the Northern Isles, and snapped the white cloak she had around her shoulders. Hopefully, it would provide decent camouflage against the snow. Turning on her heel, the princess made her way to her weapons rack and took down her favorite sword- a simple blade with a large sapphire adorning the hilt- and ran her fingers reverently alongs the blade. Taking a deep breath, she slid the blade into the sheath on her hip. She didn't know much about the world outside of Hoarfrost, but she knew that it was too dangerous not to be armed... With that, she slipped out of her room, giving it one last look behind her shoulder before closing the door, determined to never to see it again. She moved swiftly, taking the route she had rehearsed day after day to the ice garden without faultering before slipping out the doors. Snow crunched under heel as her gold eyes flickered across the garden full of ice sculptures, but her blood ran cold as she realized someone else was here, and had already spotted her. Her heart pounded against her ribage, screaming that she was caught- she was done for- but she raised her posture, channeling as much confidence as she could as she stared at you, meeting your gaze with her own golden one. No one else was supposed to be in the garden right now, not her nor this stranger. She could work with this. She allowed her tone to carry all the firmness of a princess as remarked, " You are not supposed to be here."