Kayden let out a sigh as he mounted the horse, very much used to one after having been trained as a boy by his father's Master-At-Arms. This was a fine steed, he could tell. Broken in and with a very smooth coat, strong and healthy. He idly ran his hand over the horse's mane as Wren walked up to join him in admiring the steed. If he didn't know any better, he would have thought she'd been admiring him as well but a few moments ago. 

"More or less," he said with a grin, dark eyes meeting hers after a few moments. "I've been on horseback for much of my life. It always pays to have a fine horse to help you in a dangerous situation." The Prince glanced toward Sigmar, and nodded his agreement at the Orcish one's statement. As long as he had his bearings, getting there would be no problem. "Aye, we should be fine." Once that was concluded, he turned back to Wren. 

"This is a good horse. If you'd like I could find another, or perhaps we could spare Dulcena a horse and you could ride with me." He said, offering her a hand. He had an attractive look on his face, as if what he offered was their little secret. 
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