"Two weeks," Marian said, grinning widely, as she started leading Lineave down the road toward the budding chaos which would magic become the first fair. "It'll be early into Maia's month of, right after the advent of my birthday, when it does begin."

She tied her horse up at one of the railings located off to the side of the main road. Making sure it was tied tight enough, she leaned in gently against her neck, whispering quietly of thanks and sugar cubes to her horse, before she looked back to find him staring again.

There was the small bit of blushing impulse which came, but this time there was the smallest shy smile in response. "Shall we go see what mischief we can find in there then?"