Seeing that the Royal Family was starting to wrap up their farewells the caravan that would escort the two to the castle made its way up the road and stopped in front of the castle steps. The Royal carriage was large and ostentatious for Sten's liking. It would draw attention and that wasn't necessarily a good thing out in the wilds. They had a detail of a dozen other soldiers to escort them as well but once there it would primarily be Sten's duty to guard over her wellbeing.<br/><br/>Sten's own mount, a chestnut brown stallion, was brought around already saddled down with the possessions he wished to bring. He was also allowed a single chest that was stored with the Princess's own belongings in another cart drawn by two other horses. Making his way down the steps he took the reigns of his horse from the stable hand and quickly climbed up into the saddle feeling instantly at home on the back of the tall beast. He reached down and pat his mount's thick neck and waited for the Princess to get into her carriage so they could begin their journey. They were already leaving pretty late in the morning and would not get as much ground covered as he would have liked to.