royalty stood before her ! all weary & breathless, but
yet as graceful as any . an elegant curtsy sweeps
her low; and she fears she might not be of any
h e l p to her grace’s dilemma .
❛ a horse, my lady ? i r e g r e t to say
i’ve not seen one pass through here.
you seem quite fatigued ,
perhaps you should rest a while … ❜
Managing a breathless smile while still
looking past her company, her hearts still
set on some sign of her dear horse, but a
disheartened sigh leaves her lips at the
others words. Giving a breathless nod,
she seats herself on a nearby hill, smoothing
out the soiled fabric of her white skirt.
❝ I just hope someone finds her and returns her to
the castle. She's my most beloved horse it
would be a shame if she cannot find her way out
of these w o o d s...❞
Her worries are more focused on the safety of
her beloved pet than her own wellness, and as
her breath slowly comes back to her, her smiles
to the other maiden, a warm smile gracing her features.
❝ Thank you for your time, though. I did not wish to
disturb you from whatever brings you into these
woods...❞