<span style="font-style: italic">"My father wanted me to get rid of her but I never could bring myself to do it. Now I suppose I know why."</span>"It would have been such a pity to sell such a fine horse off. She deserves to be in a castle, where she will properly cherished and cared for." Josephine smiled and began braiding a piece of Saphyre's mane.<span style="font-style: italic">"This one can be high strung but he is nothing but a big baby..."</span>The queen glanced over, smiling and laughing a bit. "Who would expect such a strong and mighty looking stallion so be so gentle. But as it is said, never judge others by their looks; animals or people." She finished the braid and placed the white rose crown upon the mare's head. She snorted and shifted, but did not try to knock the flowers off. Josephine smiled and kissed her nose. Finally she turned back to Raoul. "Shall we go inside and eat, before someone is sent out looking for us?"