Post by Edward Zobek on Feb 7, 2016 0:07:24 GMT -6
"It's not like we can catch her on foot," mumbled the viscount, slowly shaking his head as he watched Eleonora ride around on the thunderous horse. It was true. Given that the princess actually knew how to ride a horse, there was little point in trying to run her down if she didn't want to be caught, and while the old man had an instinctual desire to tell Eleonora to get off the beast lest she fall off and fracture a bone, or worse, he did his best to stifle his elderly grumbles. It would be easier to keep track of her on foot, but this was the first time in years that the girl had been out on the road, and likely the first time in a long time she'd had people closer to her own age to spend time with. The princess was having fun, and although such a thing would normally be trivial to Edward, he reminded himself that he wasn't leading soldiers here. She wasn't trained to handle tough journeys, and it was important that she keep her spirits up. He didn't need her running off or breaking down because she couldn't handle the stress or the apparent displeasure of his company. Hmph.
"When we get to Ancona, I'll let you properly introduce yourself to Cen," said Edward, giving Luke a quick glance before returning his watchful gaze to Eleonora. "I appreciate you playing along, but I realize it's a bit awkward for you to pretend." The older man didn't smile, but there was a bit of a twinkle in his eye. "We'll be far enough away from Pherae to drop the act, anyways."
With a chuckle at the compliment towards Thunder's name, Cen said, "Well thank you, it's on account of how loud it sounds when the galoot gets goin' full speed." Then Cen was asked if he'd give Nora a hand up to the horse's saddle. His cheeks went bright red, and he simply nodded, and gave her a quick hand lifting her a bit towards the stirrups. Then she was in the saddle only for a moment, before the girl did something shocking. She made an odd noise that Cen didn't really understand, but then pressed her knees in in just the way that told Thunder to run at full speed, and clearly wanting to impress the horse took off at what the lime haired youth could only describe as ramming speed.
For a moment Cen stood in silence with the other two men, but then he let out a bombastic laugh. As Luke began an exclamation, the lime haired owner of the horse was still laughing hard enough that he couldn't actually hear the young swordsman with a farmboy voice speak. Bending over for a moment, the young Cornwellian allowed his breathing to calm back down and his lungs to cool. Then he straightened his back, and looking at the tiny girl sat atop his massive horse he laughed again, though not nearly as hard. As he watched her, he could tell she'd rode before, which Cen wouldn't have expected. However, her proper form didn't make her little frame being bounced a bit by the powerful horse less funny.
Cen grinned at the other two men, then took off after Thunder. His legs were long, and he could pound them against the road aat a high speed for man, but compared to his horse he wasn't anything impressive. Still, he came on behind them, trying not to start laughing again.