Fareeha had found herself on hourseback, armored with a sword hanging off her hip and a shield slung over her back. It took her a few moments to orient herself, but seeing the decrepit castle in the distance on a high lonely hilltop with a path leading directly towards it was a pretty clear indication of where she needed to go.

She rides up, dismounts, and brandishes her sword and shield; she's not exactly sure what she's running into, but she's smart enough to know not to go in unawares.

Hearing the evil enchantress toss some shade her way, she pulls her weapons closer against her as she eases her way into the castle.

"I don't try - I succeed. You'd be safer just relinquishing, ah --" And now she finally gets a look at the 'princess', "relinquishing the prince to me!"