Aladia rolled her eyes at the addition of the extra titles. She was well aware that there was no truth to anything she had said, but so long as they went along with it, and almost believed it.. well that was good for her. So she turned and smiled brightly at Crom. “Good, it is well met then. I will see your merry band heroes. And if all plays out correctly, well maybe even a new army of dragon riders. It would be hard to topple a kingdom or take their princess by force if they are guarded by a group of Dragonriders. It could quickly become a new class of warriors. Worth more in that career then raiding kitchens, killing dragons, and selling slaves. Wouldn’t you agree with that Crom the Red?” She asked him, and grinned even wider as Winter yelled out the slur once more.<br/><br/>“Oh, such a good, clever, beautiful beastie. I agree, they are indeed. But you should call them “Future Riders” instead. Say it with me Winter. “Future…. Riders.” It will be important to learn some new terminology.” She cooed at him, petting his head and then letting him wander over to make a disaster of the remainder of breakfast. It was far easier to fill a human like stomach than a dragon like one after all. She looked to Crom, and then put out her hand, wanting him to give her an arm to rest it upon.  “Come along Captain, you should escort me around and introduce me to your honorable band of “future riders”. I need to know each name by heart, and some funny, or amazing stories of their combat prowess to tell their royal majesties upon our return to court. Now, how long do you estimate it will take to reach the castle. I want to ensure that we do not miss our mark in getting Winter fully trained well before we arrive. I want to make a -very- large splash upon our return after all.” She said and waited for the arm so they could walk in a proper fashion about the camp to learn of each person.<br/><br/>“Winter, come along sweet pet. We have much to learn today.”