A large tower stretches high into the sky. It is made of gray stone blocks, some of which have softened edges illustrating aged signs of wear. Sparse grass grows around the base of the tower, dwindling down to nothing near the dark open doorway at the tower's front. A few rays of light shine into the doorway and brighten a rough stone floor, with specks of dust being illuminated by the sun's rays.
In Front of a Stone Tower, Outside Tower
princess
worker
I am a worker and I work outside of the village.  I do any job that comes my way, sometimes for money, sometimes for food.  I do not have a family yet, I am waiting until I have a steady form of work.
Hello up there. Was that a Princess I saw in the window? Oh! Hello, good sir! Are you the keeper of this Stone Tower? Yes your highness.  Can I be of service? These are trying times, good sir. I wish to unite the villages under my family's banner once again, and I will need a new seat of power from which to organize such a movement. This place seems secluded enough, yet still inviting. Tell me, is it fortified? Do the walls still stand true? Well your highness some parts are still sturdy but others are not.  Are you aware that there is a witch here with us? Oh, yes! I am here to visit her. She may seem scary, but she was loyal to my mother. How is she? Well it will take some work to get her...I mean the tower...back in shape.  Would your witch friend want to help? I'm sure she has a spell or two that would put this tower back in shape your highness. Hopefully. I will need strong people to rebuild in the wake of the war. How about the locals in the village? Do they show loyalty to the Crown, even after all these years? I hear your highness that the people are loyal to your father the King.  They villages will rally to your side. Then I ask kindly that you accompany me to the village. The witch will understand if I am a bit late to our meeting. I must see my people, look them in the eye and tell them that their princess is ready to ascend to the throne and make thing right. They need to hear it, and I need to say it. But your highness...what protection have you?  I see no guard and I have no weapons.  I worry for your safety your highness. I will have to trust that my parents smile down on my actions.