Although they had done nothing but talk, eat, and drink, Orion found himself somewhat weary as he took his time in the stables with Shade.  Perhaps it was the ride to and from the picnic site that was so draining.  He was positive the wine wasn’t any help at all.  Cassiopeia’s rapid return inside was duly noted.<br/><br/>Following a scritch or three on Shade’s head, the Prince flipped an apple he had pilfered from the picnic basket into the air.  She caught it expertly, already crunching away at the sweet fruit.<br/><br/>He slowly made his way back to the palace.  Orion had formulated a plan, one that involved him lying on his bed until it was time for dinner.