The ancient and venerable texts tell us that a horn of mead in the wee hours of the morning had magical effects on the creatures who inhabited certain fantasy realms.
The Warrior Princess could also attest to the healing powers of the beverage.
Especially after an intense evening of debauchery the previous day.
Of course, the latter was hearsay. Possibly malicious rumors spread by her enemies.
But then again, do you really need a reason for a fresh horn of mead?
This is also a very rough WIP, depicting the Warrior Princess’ enjoyment and appreciation of the magical mead!
I’m winging it a bit.
Real-life is interfering with my artistic ventures!