Brax moved over to the door and followed his line of sight to the ferry docks.<br/><br/>"From the look of it, something has happened over by the ferry." She surveyed the assembling crowd and saw that a small circle was gathering around a center of attention, people were bending over or looking downward.  She sensed  only a bit of curious excitement coming from the folks  at the center.<br/><br/>"Looks to me there's someone down by the ferry.  Nothing we should concern ourselves with much--unless of course it will make the ferry late."  Brax adds with some amusement.  She'd be happy if they never got on the damn thing.  Why there wasn't a bridge across this fucking river she'd never understood.<br/><br/>"Sire, I think there is no harm in moving slowly toward the docks if you wish to...er...shop in the local stalls.  Mathias or I can move the horses down into position while one of us walks with you," she said.  In no uncertain terms would she let him walk through a crowd without at least one escort.<br/><br/>