Raylene

The Amazon strode down the hall, her warriors all around it, their weapons drawn. The crowd visibly shivered and moaned in fear; none had expected the Amazons to take the castle in a surprise assault and now all its inhabitants from the mightiest to the lowliest were crowded in the hall where their conquerors had forced them, waiting for her words. She reached the dais and took the steps up the thrones, casually seating herself in that of the castle's lord. She looked across at the throng beneath her, serving girls, grooms, priests, aristocrats - they were all her prisoners and in her power and from her arrogant smile she knew it. She removed her helmet and placed it on her knee, shaking her long blonde hair. She was younger than I expected, but obviously an experienced and capable warrior. "I am Raylene, I now own this castle by force of arms. Do as I say and I will be merciful, even charitable. Disrespect or rebel against me and...." She left the words unsaid but smacked her fist into her glove to emphasise the words. She looked around again, settling her gaze on me as I stood at the bottom of the dais "Come here and tell me who you are."