Brom continued through the town unhurriedly.  He looked down at his prize when she gazed up at him and smiled.<br/><br/>But then the town fell behind them and the castle loomed larger and larger.  The road wound up to it and the gates opened far enough in advance that they did not have to pause to enter.  Once they reached the courtyard, a human woman came out to greet them.  Clad only in a leather harness that covered none of her modesty, she stepped up to take the reigns of the warhorse and hold him steady as Brom dismounted.<br/><br/>The woman smelled of thickly of horses, and the stallion nuzzled her as it might a mare.  And the woman leaned into the beast's nuzzling eagerly, smiling and seeming almost impatient to lead the animal away.