Hearing the commotion, Aria awoke, and climbed out of her bed, rushing out without any hesitation. She was used to waking up at sounds quickly in case of assassination, which was a huge possibility in the north. She followed a servant's directions down to the stable in record time, and looked at Aden. "What are you doing!? What's going on?" Aria asks, her voice a low growl, her hand on her sword's hilt as if she expected attack.