"Morning. I am glad you liked it." Cassiopeia says sweetly. "You're head guard had problems taking orders. I doubt we need 3 either, but I<i>was </i>compromising." She looks at Orion, up and down. "Food is packed." She turns and then heads to her horse, mounting with ease, and settling her dress. She sits and waits for Orion to het on his horse. She was excited to be going