"That's it....nice and easy, we wouldn't want any accidental falls on the stairs would we?"<br/>Ingram leaned close to her, so that he could speak quietly, patting her gently on the hand.<br/>"I must say, you do a nervous bride so well..."<br/><br/>The castle was almost eerily silent, it seemed that no-one occupied it at all, though a few of the servants remained they were far to busy to watch the procession.<br/><br/>As they turned the corner and the stairs came into view, she could see Ursa waiting.<br/>Dressed in a paler blue linen dress, obviously a remake, by the quality of the fabric, but so carefully done and her hair brushed and braided, she almost looked beautiful as her plain features took on a warm glow of youthful excitement and anticipation.<br/><br/>With a small smile and a quick curtsy, she hurried to gather up the long train of heavy fabric so that it didn't trip Sonja as they made their way down the stairs, falling in behind her and between the Guards as though she had done it so many times.<br/>