Brom continues to watch her with that smugly amused expression.  Oh, he knows full well she can't stand Corwin and she knows he's not particularly fond of the preening little princeling either.  Seeing her so riled up is just too tempting to resist though.  And despite his relaxed posture he's tensed just in case she breaks enough to throw a punch or try to slap him.  What he's not expecting is to have her set his stallion off.  And he's much too busy trying to keep one prized mount from killing the other to chase after her.<br/><br/>The dryad winces at it all, and despite the effort of keeping up, she looks back and chews her lip in concern for the other woman.  Back in her mistress' rooms she's quiet and fearful even once her mistress does turn her attentions to her gently.  She knows this Corwin's presence has Naiobe upset.  Just as she starts to relax the door to the sitting room opens unexpectedly and the sound of knuckles rapping upon the wood makes her jump.<br/><br/>"I do hope I'm interrupting something sensual and decadent," Corwin calls as he steps in and closes the door behind him, but despite his cocky grin and attitude he doesn't leave the sitting room to intrude into Naiobe's private chambers.