Sheena had been biting her lip hard. Almost hard enough to make it bleed. She'd been wringing her hands. Her father could be an ass. A bastard at times. Depending on the mood he was in. And lately he'd been in a foul mood. She stops when she sees him approaching. Standing a look that was a mixture of worry and happiness in her eyes and on her face. A small laugh escaping her lips as she walks over. Sliding her hand into the crook of his arm. "Shall we go then?" she asks sweetly and happily. Walking with him out of the gardens and into the stables where his horse was being held. "Oh...your horse is beautiful"