[center][color=c2a5fd][h3][i]Aymiria Cassiel[/i][/h3]
[sub]Bride of Zakroti Unalim [@darkwolf687], sister bride of Annaveya [@Feisty-Pants][/sub][/color][/center]

Miry blushed and mumbled thanks as she slipped into Anna's extra pair of boots. They were quite large for her, but at least they'd keep her feet warm. She followed after Gaikus closely, glancing back to the room behind her once more, as though trying to be certain that Aery wasn't going to spontaneously reappear in the bed. 

Her teeth started chattering the moment they stepped out into the courtyard, though she clenched her jaw to muffle it. No sense letting the others know just how useless she was, not when they already thought her completely inept. She clutched the baskets containing the extra clothing and the animal companions tighter to her chest. 

As Zakroti rode up beside them she flinched away from his horse. She couldn't help it, she'd never really been around horses. Her whole life she'd been primarily indoors, except when she'd had to go out in town to the markets, and even then she'd walked. Only the rich folk or the knights ever rode, and only ladies and sometimes their handmaidens ever got proper lessons.

And of course he asked if they could ride. Miry turned a shade of crimson to match her tunic and shook her head. [color=c2a5fd]"I n-never had a chance to l-learn, no..."[/color] she mumbled. Much to her embarrassment, her teeth were chattering too. Gods, he must think her a useless little fool. To try and make herself sound a bit less pathetic, she spoke with a forcedly joking tone. [color=c2a5fd]"But hey, at least I'm little enough that I can just get folded up and stuffed in a saddlebag, right?"[/color]
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[center][color=f0a446][h3][b]Siadamkiru Beneni[/b][/h3]
[sub]Wife of Sorrin Lucielle [@weepingliberty][/sub][/color][/center]

Sia smiled softly at her little bride. She really was adorable, still all sleepy even after getting ready. [color=f0a446]"Come, Sorrin. We must leave."[/color] she hesitated for a second, then settled her spare cloak on Sorrin's shoulders, making the small bride look rather like a puffball. But hopefully a warm puffball.

She took Sorrin's bags with one hand, and put her other arm around Sorrin's shoulders as she led the girl out of the keep, not wanting the male drakken to get any ideas. As they stepped out into the courtyard at the back of the keep, heading for the stables, Sia's other guards fell into step around them. She made eye contact with each of them, with the exception of Aldar, who pointedly looked away. Internally Sia sighed, she'd have to deal with Aldar later. 

The guardswomen had saddled the horses already, and they, after securing the saddlebags, swiftly mounted up. Sia quickly followed suit, then reached down and took Sorrin's hand, boosting the girl up into the saddle in front of her.

[color=f0a446]"Alright, ladies, let's move out. We're meeting with Lord Zakroti past the break with the great road. But we're taking the lesser-known paths."[/color] She might be paranoid, but she didn't particularly feel like fighting with any of the more territorial male lords who might be leaving- or arriving for the second night of choosings.