He rode down a little ways, and turned at a certain rode, stopping before a building in the nicer part of town after a minute or two. Carefully, Ekkehardt slid off the stallion and tied his reins to a post, and reached his hand up to Genevieve's so he could help her off.
She took his hand into her own delicate one and slid off the horse after him. "Thank you," Said Genevieve as she surveyed the building.
