The Royal Engineer had been particularly enthusiastic about getting back indoors quickly, since he didn't have any fur underneath his armor. Before setting off, he'd gathered up a great, grey woollen winter-cloak around him as his only real protection from the cold, but every time the wind whipped up, his legs were exposed to the chill. It wasn't so bad in the rose garden, with the neat hedgerow landscaping, and it wasn't an issue at all in the tight confines of the Jubilee maze, but out here in the open among the apple trees, it was clearly rough going for Artemis’ Very Important Pony, who wasn't actually a pony.