Sol’s not the capturing princess type, or even stealing gold that doesn’t actually belong to him and is wanted by someone else. The truth is that dealing with knights is decidedly not worth the effort when he’s happy on his mountain by himself, not being bothered.

And that’s the most important part of all this, that he doesn’t want to be bothered.

So he’ll rouse himself when he is, going to greet the intrusion on ground that’s familiar to him.

“Y’should turn back now,” he warns, breathing out a lazy curl of fire while he’s at it.

"Before I have to smash you into the ground." She's such a little thing, too.