Cailina held the same expression, unfazed by Emmalyn's gaze. She didn't know what was the meaning behind her smile, and wouldn't bother to know what it.
Her brother was her concern as even if she tried to put his safety at the back of her mind, it would find its way to pester her. Cailina sighed in her heart, perhaps winning the women's competition would distract her raging concerns.
She learned how to ride a horse with Aris, and occasionally race with Lai during her time at the fief. She was fairly comfortable handling a weapon. She might be particularly close to the one that Cassius invented. Although at first, she loathed it for its loudness, it was efficient with shooting.
Cailina glanced at Lai to fetch her horse and have Fione prepare her for the event.
"My Lady, you haven't ridden for a while…"
She gave a small smile at her maid as Fione worry about the little things, "It's alright. I would slow down if the situation seemed dangerous."
