Zakroti nodded and leant down to offer Aymiria his hand
"Heh, no saddlebag for you. You ride with me. I shall have someone teach you." Zakroti said as he helped her up into the saddle with him. He called out an order for the entourage to assume formation in a column and spurred his horse to ride forwards, casing a glance towards Annaveya
"My lady, sneaking off to the stables is hardly what one might expect of a young princess." Zakroti said with mock shock on his voice, smirking "Why, whatever did the good lords and ladies of Gemminia think to have a princess skulking around in the shadows? Tell me, why did you have to sneak off to the stables anyhow? I would have imagined learning to ride would have been as common in Gemminia as it is here."
"If the Princess likes horses, perhaps she should see the race at Cheydinhame next month." Julius noted. Zakroti grunted a quiet affirmation; Cheydinhame was a major city in the Orth of Kreprehame within the Muth of Balmoras. The city itself being built just inside a great forest, though the plains that bordered said forest were open and vast. Horses from Cheydinhame were noted for being swift, hardy and remarkably brave and as such were highly prized among the nobles and knights of Osh Edehame "Does anyone remember that Kalderan Chief last year? The look on his face when he was told he had to ride a horse to compete..."
"The look on his face after he was thrown into the lake was more amusing." Kilio mused with a small laugh. After a few minutes of riding, the blackguard began to recite a poem quietly to himself to pass the time. Before long, Gaikus had joined him and the two were reciting verses of various poems together on the road.
"Grar e Moras, Zyro e Varlas, Ogim-Bar Lali, narfin hamei.
Hilyat garvas, hilyat aran, hilyat zuth e hilyat kaan
A an ish hilyat lali
Gehdzi hilyat kala shanta
Gehdzi hilyat kala shanta
Gehdzi hilyat kala shanta
wredzieiz mathi
Hilyat lal, hilyat orth, hilyat wel e hilyat muth
Hilyat kala krepre, hilyat na ienasi.
(Pain and earth, hatred and blood, Hornheaded warriors, foreign lands
Come farmer, come king, come knight and come guard
From the east come warriors.
They come to take
They come to take
They come to take
Your homes.
Come warrior, come count, come child and come duke
Come to war, come as protectors.)"
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