Owen follows, though he pauses at the entrance to the stable and flicks his eyes into the darkness inside uncertainly.  This doesn't seem quite proper, to be riding with the Baron's own daughter like this.  But it should not surprise him that even she fears Brom.<br/><br/>He nods and steps forward to enter, trying not to stare at the stablekeeper as she turns, scowling slightly at him but then as she spies Naiobe her expression becomes neutral and she bows before rising with her eyes averted.  The complicated straps of her harness encircle and accent her exposed breasts and smoothly shaven sex, and while he tries not to Owen's gaze cannot help but drift over her before he forces himself to look away while he shifts a little uncomfortably and blushes.