Stella flushed lightly and slowly nodded, a sort of disappointment flitted over her features for a moment. But it was quickly replaced with a smile as Stella slid her hand down Claude's arm lightly and took his hand in her own. Gently pulling him behind her as she headed back to the castle, knowing he was correct in his thinking. It would do them no good to have all these intense feelings towards one another if they ended up dying from cold or wolves by morning. "Come then. We can start this again another time, when we are in a safer place and a warmer one," she said gently, a smile lighting up her pretty face.<br/><br/>Trekking through the snow, Stella could feel a growing ache in her side and let out a wishful sigh. It had been more important at the time to send back Hector with Snow because Jerome and her father had been in more trouble than she, but now she was wishing they had a second horse. "Oh yes, we found my father and Jerome. But my father was severely cold and tired, Jerome was unconscious so I sent them back with Hector. They should be warm and resting safe in the castle by now," Stella informed Claude of the events that had taken place since they had been separated. Pausing for a quick rest, Stella leaned against a nearby tree and sighed heavily. This day had turned out more stressful that she originally thought it would be.<br/><br/>It took them hardly more than thirty minutes to return back to the castle and the first thing Stella did was take a seat on the first stair on the grand staircase. Slightly wincing and pressing a hand to her side as the ache had become more painful and irritated over the course of their journey back. What she wanted now was a warm bath, some good food, and Claude all to herself for the night. But whether that would exactly happen or not had yet to be decided.