Lys: Keep Your Seat

Aithne had not expected such a violent reaction, but she did her best to keep still and calm-looking in case they were being watched. She nodded. "Early tomorrow. I can wait for the rest. And you may be assured that I have no plans to go blabbing about like a scullery maid."

She turns back to the pen. "As for staying on a horse..." She shook her head. "I'll do my best. Perhaps I should have another lesson before bed." Looking back at the Guttersnipe, she grins. "Or you could just tie me on."

The unseen dog howled again. This time, Aithne thought, it ended in a whine.