Josephine followed Raoul to the stables, beaming with excitement. She enjoyed being around animals, horses especially; such majestic creatures, beautiful but strong. When they came to the stall of a pure white mare, she gasped, eyes wide with amazement. The horse was as gorgeous as she had ever seen, well-kept and without any scratch or imperfection in her coat. Its blue eyes pierced Josephine with the same gaze she laid upon it.<span style="font-style: italic">"You two have a lot in common..."</span>Josephine smirked a little, looking the mare over.<span style="font-style: italic">"Her name is Saphyre... and she was bred from your parent's horses..she is about as gently a ride as ever there was..."</span>The horse was calm and smooth in gait, obviously sweet-tempered. The queen walked around in front of the animal and ran her fingertips along its muzzle. It did not flinch away or move other than nudging her hand, which made Josephine smile even brighter, giggling a little. "Well she is quite the charming little gal if I've ever seen one. You could say we are twins."