Norlanann smiled, clicking her tongue to encourage her mount into a faster gait, and shook her head. “[color=A9B8CB]Water under the bridge, princeling. I can’t fault you for being surprised, nor would it- watch out for that branch- would it be fair of me to judge you solely on first impressions. Especially so if mine was as unexpected as it appeared to be.[/color]” She let out a soft laugh.
She kept an ear out, inconspicuously turning it this way and that to listen for anything, be it rustling of undergrowth, unusual footsteps, or a dinner bell or horn.