"It didn't bother us," Robert shrugs, speaking for both of them. "We've always been pretty friendly, but I think telling Dad you would protect me with your last breath really cemented your place in the family." For a couple minutes silence reigns. "Yes, he has." Aylia looks over what the vendors have with a trained eye, but finds nothing that she has to buy. "Sure, have you ever rode on horseback before?" Getting a negative answer, Aylia reassures Fang that he would catch on fast. Of course the people around the square are getting plenty of affection. Sometimes the food vendors would slip a lucky one a bite of food before going back to work.<br/><br/>Aylia wonders what Fang had to go back to her house for. She gives him a curious look when he comes back with a black box in hand. "Fang, it's beautiful," she says when she sees the jewled heart resting in the box. She holds her hair while he fixes it around her neck. Aylia is heading them towards the tomb of the great pair. It looks relatively simple on the outside, save for the decorations placed for the festival. Inside is quite elaborate. "This is where the great pair is believed to rest. Any couple that wants to seek a blessing from them comes here to honor them." Aylai points to a nearby tree that has multicolored ribbons in it's branches.<br/><br/>the tomb mound-m<a class="postlink" href="http://irisharchaeology.ie/wp-content/gallery/neolithic/newgrange.jpg">http://irisharchaeology.ie/wp-content/g ... grange.jpg</a>m