"Nnnnh..."  Someone... was shouting?  Stretching slightly under her blanket, Maribelle opened an eye, looking around warily.  Hmm, the nice old man driving the wagon didn't seem too upset...  And speaking back to him, was that a young lady?  White hair, fancy dress...<br/><br/>Well, come to think of it, it had been long enough for them to be near the Silesian camp.  So she was probably a Silesian noble of some sort.  Which meant they'd reached their destination.  It was time to get up and get going.<br/><br/>...Or maybe she could just snuggle in with the young lady she was sharing her blanket with and sleep in for just a few minutes longer.  It was a little cold out to be going around in her choice of clothing, anyway, and without her armor on, the young woman she'd been hired to guide was all snuggley and soft and warm...