Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-28358106-20160715004339

"A...love tap?" Aurum says. She helps him up, scowling. "Well, at least she jas the good sense to know when she's done something wrong.  I would never hurt you, lording.  You're much too kind...wait.  What has happened to your eye?" She leans in, squinting.

"Oooookay..." Lucida says, adjusting her little knapsack. "I think we'd better get going before an actual fight breaks out. At least there's less danger of that without Aegis here."

"I'll walk with you to your stables, Sir Praetor," Aurum says cheerfully.

The small party goes outside. Hound mounts his steed and the rest prepare to leave on foot down the short road to Praetor' house to get the rest of the mounts. The air is still and thick with cold moisture, and clouds green with ice loom low as Regina and Ferra see them off. Aurum keeps looking at Praetor's eye, but she says nothing.

"So..." Lucida says as they walk, "Tell me something.  What did Papa really say?" She looks at Hound.