*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

[CrazyChickLady7]

Gwen laughed, and then urged her horse into a gallop, racing past Edwin and Peter.

 

[silkiecuddles]

Gwen laughed, and then urged her horse into a gallop, racing past Edwin and Peter.

(Which castle are they headed for? I forgot.)
The poor horse couldn't go as fast with two full sized men on him. Edwin dug his heels in. "Hold on tight, Peter!" Edwin commanded as the horse attempted to gallop

 

[CrazyChickLady7]

(Edinburgh)

 

[CrazyChickLady7]

Gwen slowed, as they came to the edge of Edinburgh.

 

[silkiecuddles]

Gwen slowed, as they came to the edge of Edinburgh.

Edwin reined his horse in.

 

[CrazyChickLady7]

Gwen looked back at them. "To the stables?"

 

[silkiecuddles]

Gwen looked back at them. "To the stables?"

Edwin steadied the eager horse. "That or the kitchens," he said jokingly. he put the horse into a trot

 

[CrazyChickLady7]

Kitchens? "Why would we go to the kitchens?"

 

[silkiecuddles]

Kitchens? "Why would we go to the kitchens?"

Edwin shook his head. "Never mind, forget it. I was joking." They were nearly at the stables now

 

[CrazyChickLady7]

Gwen dismounted by the stable's door. With her dress muddy and her hair a mess, the stable boy seemed very surprised to see her.