"Thank you, your highness." Both of the ladies made their curtsy, and ValÃ¨re made her way to their rooms, while HonorÃ¨ chose a different path. To the stables to check on her bird. After all, Lord Martinez's comments had made her uncomfortable. But she hadn't made it very far when she ran into one of her servants, carrying the bird upon it's carrier.<br/><br/>"My Lady, Gawain seems listless. I wasn't sure what to do."<br/><br/>Taking the glove and leash from the girl, she dressed her arm appropriately and took the bird to rest upon her. "Shhhh..."she soothed, stroking the bird's feathers; like his mistress, the bird was tiring of the confines of the trip. Hm...she had a choice to make, and she made it quickly.<br/><br/>"Go, grab my cloak. Gawain and I will take a walk." Most likely one of the Ritter Hex would follow, but that was their choice. Their part in this whole farce was not so great that she'd risk the health of a bird worthy of kings. Hopefully, the fresh air would perk up the bird until the morning when she could find an excuse to hunt.