Gracie watched as Isabella looked down towards the sword, as if consulting it before answering her.  Or was it simply her usual nervousness?  The maid looked towards the sky though after her highness' comment - it was a completely clear and beautiful day, wasn't it?  For a moment she allowed her white hair to be blown slightly in the breeze before analyzing Isabella one more time.

It was an odd request, but it fell into the 'so far out there' category that it seemed somewhat believable.  She wasn't exactly what sort of storm she was talking about and in truth had no idea how to seek out shelter if they needed it, but there was someone who hopefully would.  [color=whitesmoke]"Of course your highness.  I will alert the others."[/color]  As she curtsied and turned away she looked around the caravan - bingo.  The cartographer.

The maid approached the cartographer with a neutral expression before expanding on what the princess wanted.  [color=whitesmoke]"Her highness is concerned about the possibility of a storm and deems that shelter is appropriate for the occasion."[/color]  The maid found herself looking at the perfectly clear sky one more time, but as her eyes hardened at the annoying woman before her it would be rather apparent that it wasn't simply a request.