Erin relaxed as the scent of the stables surrounded her. Back when she was a child of privilege a life time ago the stables had just been another place were she sought her own brand of fun and the attention of her father. Her father had been a skilled horse man taking exceptional pride in his horse flesh, even going so far as to breed his animals. He never had much time for a skinny little girl with too much wit and too little sense. He was a simple man who took pleasure in his horses, the smooth running of his estate and his gently spoke wife.<br/><br/>Erin craved the attention of her parents who more often then not left her with a nanny. She found a way to worm into her fathers heart with horses. She could still remember the balmy spring day the stallion arrived. Father had bought him because of his bloodlines, Erin didn't understand then anymore then she did now why her father would buy a horse unseen because of his pedigree but she had to admit on see the stallion he was magnificent. He was coal black with a pure white mane and tale and a single line of white that ran down his back. But it wasn't his appearance huge and tall, slender built and strong that caught Erin's notice. No to the little girl it was the cruelty that drew her to the hot blooded stallion. The stallion had rope burns around it's neck from being roped and the handlers were cursing and sweating as the tried to maneuver the fighting animal into the corral.<br/><br/>Everyone was shouting as the horse reared and danced, bucking trying to escape. You've have thought he'd been raised in the wild for the way he was acting. Erin a small child at the time at 7 years old rushed forward screaming that they were hurting him. Her father caught her as she ran for the animal afraid his only child was about to lose her life to the flying hooves of the wild horse but even then Erin was skilled at contortion and easily escaped his hold and ran into one of the men holding the horse knocking him slightly off balance so when the horse reared again the rope slipped threw his fingertips.The horse already in the corral was shut in and Erin scaled the high fence and sat on top defiant to her fathers demands to get down.<br/><br/>That night she stayed with the horse as it ran and battered the walls. Near midnight she slipped into the collar with it and it tried to scare her, kicked near her and ran at her. Maybe it was a part of her insanity that lent her the corage to stand unflinching before the wild animal or maybe it's a child belief in immortality. Whatever it was it gained her the respect of the animal and in the coming year while it never allowed anyone to ride it, the horse she christened Comet, it shared a certain understanding for the girl who was unafraid of it's violent outbursts and never cruel. The night of the attack of her home the horses fled, running for the hills. Only Comet remained. As fast as she always believed him to be a young 8 year old Erin held onto his mane with all the strength in her arms as he galloped away from her burning village.<br/><br/>Those memories played softly in Erin's mind as she found Comet in his stall gently chewing the hay given to him. he was still as mean tempered as always, still had a look in his eye that dared anyone to try to touch him but as always they understood eachother, even if he did continue to test her. "Hey brute" She said with a smile and he snorted impressively. She shook her head amused as she slipped into his stall and ran a hand down his back. He kicked out not that it bothered her. For all his aggression he'd never hurt her, she maintained that he never would.<br/><br/>She was brushing him when activity sparked and she could hear feet running back and forth. Thinking the Aserits had arrived she brushed herself off and kissed Comet's smooth coat before leaving him only to find another sight meeting her eyes and making her break out in a bright smile. Colorfully dressed men and woman were talking in an animated fashion and excitement was thick in the air. Immediately Erin started running she found a crier to announce the arrival of the gypsies and then went in search of the monarchs herself.<br/><br/>Being the bright young girl that she was she found the queen first in the garden dropping into a curtsy she bobbed for a moment before smiling brightly "Welcomed visitors have come to visit our hall, you my queen have no reason to stall. Now hurry my lady you must come quick, you wouldn't want to miss a gypsty trick." She said with a wink before twirling impressively and running back towards the castle in a flurry of flying hair and flapping fabric.<br/><br/><strong>Crier</strong><br/>The criers call could be heard all through the castle and into the city beyond. "Arrivial of our friends the gypsies, make all ye welcome here!"