She sits with her lady.  Tending to her.  The lady is fidgeting and restless.  They all just wanted home.  The woods at night were not a comforting path.  Still, a necessary if they were to reach home.  She tried to still the annoyed lady, but she insisted and looked out the window.  As she sat back, the lady's face was white as snow.  Serena quickly fussed and prompted with questions, but the lady's mouth did not open.  She spoke not.  Serena quickly wrapped her arms about the lady in hopes of comforting her.  She coo'd softly to the lady about how the guards would protect them and the horses were swift and how we would reach home soon enough.