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[color=ed145b][h3]~Isabella~[/h3][/color][/center]
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[b]"Humph. I don't need a noble blood who can barely wash herself without a servant worrying over me."[/b] Valora grunted. [b]"Just keep your eyes and ears open, Gracie. You're closer to the Lady more than we are."[/b] There wasn't else much to be said on that front. She'd do as the Princess asked, as her station required of her. Really, why did she take this 'job' again? Bah. [b]"As long as those ruins don't have anything foul in them, then we shall likely be fine as long as we're back before these odd storm continues."[/b]

Isabella, content after seeing Turnip finally decided to leave. She was still tired, after all and seeing the stallion made her feel better. As she closed the door to his stable, he bumped the back of her head with his, whinnying softly.

[color=ed145b]"I'll be back soon."[/color] Isabella reached over, petting his ears as a final goodbye before walking over to Valora and Gracie - they seemed to be speaking about the storm or something? 

[color=ed145b]"Gracie...Valora..."[/color] Hm, what should she do now? They probably didn't have a garden here. Oh, an indoor garden, perhaps? That'd be beautiful...though she had no idea how to go about it. She quickly shoved the childish thought out of her head.

[b]"Turnip doing well, Lady Calder?"[/b]

[color=ed145b]"Mhm."[/color] Isabella nodded quietly, starting to walk out of the stables and back towards her room. Maybe she'd explore another part of the castle? She had little else to do and she wasn't sure what passed for 'entertainment' here. Normally she'd find one of the court bards, walk the gardens, maybe visit the royal sculptor or painter, or visit the cathedrals and listen to the religious ceremonies on certain days. 

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Sleeping on the job? Hah, this is why Valora constantly nagged the other guys. Lana chuckled quietly, using light steps to approach the now snoozing guard. He was a guard right? So he had to have some key's or something on him somewhere. Valora would first make sure there was no one watching, Lana quickly would go through his pockets with a light, dexterous hand, seeing if she could find anything of value.