The surprisingly sweet sound of the Princess's now unrestricted voice almost caught Durzo off guard. His head turned slightly back and cocked an eyebrow as he examined her new wears. "You wear those well." He stated calmly before slowly turning back to face forward again. Wasting no more time, Durzo started his horse off down the path again. There was an unmistakable tension in the air now, coming solely from the princess and for good reason. Had Durzo ever done such a thing where any royalty, servant, or peasant alike could see, he'd have been hanged for sure. Good thing they were miles away.<br/><br/>The Forrest was long and road was winding and dull. Up ahead Durzo recognized an off-path that led to a small clearing near a natural spring. Without a word Durzo led his travel companion down the path. Feeling her curiosity and growing frustration, Durzo spoke up. "Forgive me Mi'Lady but its time we rest and let the horses have some water. There is a natural spring down this way that I think you'll enjoy. One of the many beauties of this land you haven't had the pleasure of seeing." Durzo instantly regretted those words and tried to save himself from her wrath, "My apologies Mi'Lady, I overstepped my bounds. Please forgive me." He pleaded as he led on.<br/><br/>Soon the clearing came into sight. Durzo had almost forgotten how magnificent it was. The light from the sun was absolutely stunning, the grass was the perfect length and color and the spring sparkled like an infinite amount of diamonds. It was peace in nature at its best. Durzo dismounted then assisted the princess off of hers then let the horses wander about, grazing and drinking after unpacking the necessary camping supplies. "It will be dark soon so its best we stay here for the night." After securing his quiver and bow, Durzo started off towards the woods. "I won't be far, I'm going to catch some food for the night. Try to stay near the horses, they'll sense any sort of danger before you will..." Durzo almost smirked, "but definitely not before I will." And with that Durzo disappeared into the woods.<br/><br/>The tracks were easy to follow; rabbits always were. Durzo stalked skillfully through the brush, his breath held and his footsteps silent. A noched arrow rested on his bow but far from idle, in Durzo's skilled hands it could shoot off like a lightning bolt and land true every time. Durzo's ears perked and he took stance, closing his eyes and raising the bow in the direction the feint patter of tiny paws made. He drew in his breath while drawing the bow, keeping his eyes closed he focused on the sound and saw with his mind where and when his prey would arrive. Then there it was; Durzo let fly his arrow just before the rabbit came into view and it was done. Durzo approached and removed the arrow, silently blessing his dead prize. "A clean kill. You deserved it friend. Thank you." He spoke quietly to himself before securing the rabbit in his pack, gathing some small firewood and began returning to the princess.<br/><br/>"Don't watch if your eyes aren't accustomed to the preparing of food." Durzo spoke plainly as he place the wood and rabbit down upon his return. He quickly prepared the fire and began to skin and gut the rabbit. It wasn't long before twilight hit and the fire was going. Durzo left the rabbit on a spit while he ventured to the spring to wash up. "So tell me Mi'Lady, how often have you longed for the outdoors?" Not shying away to remove his cloak and shirt, Durzo carried on by the waters edge, knelt down and drawing water up and over his head, wetting his shoulder length hair and bare, scarred back. Satisfied that he was clean enough, Durzo turned to face the princess. His masculine features accentuated by the trails of water traveling down hi torso. He turned towards a section of the spring that had a large branch from a nearby willow tree dipping into the water. "That's about as private as it can get to wash up, Princess. Ill make sure you know where I am at all times." Durzo began whistling an unfamiliar tune as he walked back towards the fire to continue prepping dinner, not once stopping his tune.