Branwenn startled as she swung quickly off her horse and looked up to the man, her tense demeanor soon relaxed as she saw it was the brown eyed man. Her long raven locks flowed about her shoulders brushing her skin upon the naked small of her back. The white dress she was wearing happened to be a laced back that showed her pale skin beneath. It was her fatherâ€™s idea to pack it to woo and please her fiancÃ©.<br/><br/>â€œThank you,â€ she smiled and stroked Rookâ€™s mane as she looked to him, â€œMay I ask who you are? Since you did draw your sword just yester noon, I think I deserve some consolationâ€¦â€ Her emerald eyes sparked up to the brown eyed man. He indeed was a strapping man and a light blush crossed her cheeks, yet she remained in her playful mood.