She rolled her eyes at him. “Thank you for saying I’m flat like an oar.” She chuckled at him and blushed as he said she was lovely. “Sure, lovely that’s why I have suitors all the way around the mountain waiting for me.” She was full of sarcasm and spunk today as they talked. 

She blushed a bit and laughed. “They normally give long names to duchesses and the like.” She looked up with him at the position of the sun and had an idea about where they could go. She spoke about Brynn and seemed happy with his respond. “I would like to think so.” She chuckled at him and listened to him.

“Oh? Is there not?” She got up on the saddle before pulling him up with her. “There is a little tavern and inn not far from here. It’s set up as a traveler’s waypoint.” She settled his hands around her waist. “Hold on, Brynn is fast.” 

Brynn was like lightning as they traveled across the ruins and towards the forest. It really wasn’t that far away as they rode up on the tavern. It was quite busy as smoke came up from the chimney. “Dinner is on me but we will most likely have to share a room if we have to stay. It will be fine though I’m not shy.”

He laughed, an oddly happy sound considering what they had just finished, “I wouldn’t worry so much about suitors breaking down your door.  I know you know as well as I do that there are far more interesting things than that.  Besides, when the right one comes along you’ll forget about anyone else’s lineup.”
 
His eyebrows rose at the knowledge of a good place to rest for a while.  Truth be told he was happier to hear that it would be an actual establishment.  It wasn’t that he didn’t like being surrounded by nature, but after a hunt he preferred to either be completely alone…or in an actual building.  And here he would have the ease of being able to get food and drink by purchase instead of hunting.  With her guide, he moved onto her Nightmare behind her, careful of his arms on her waist. 
 
As the mare took off though, he wrapped them tighter; not having anticipated such immediate speed.  It was a very different feeling than what he was used to.  With sprinting and even teleporting he was in complete control and his body would naturally brace, but this was so different.  He liked it…In fact, he couldn’t even remember the last time he’d gone anywhere on horseback.  The smell of food wafted into his nostrils and he was suddenly aware of how little he had eaten that day.  He laughed at her offer, looking up to appraise the tavern and its attached inn, “I appreciate the offer, but I shouldn’t need a room.  A good time to sit, drink, and recuperate will be more than enough.”
 
Careful of their placement, he moved his arms from around her and teleported from the back of her mare; not wanting to distress the creature with what would most definitely have been a less than graceful dismount.