As Morgana entered the town, she rode towards the stable.
"Lady Morgana.." The blacksmith's daughter looked up and Morgana gave a smug smile.
"Good evening, Valerie." Morgana dismounted Arthur, and patted him on the side of his strong neck.
"Your father has been looking for you.." Valerie stated, her dark brown eyes following Morgana.
"Oh?" Morgana rolled her eyes as she took the saddle off of Arthur.
"You're not worried?" Valerie asked as she took the saddle from Morgana.
"Not necessarily, where did you tell him I was?" Morgana's eyes flickered over to Valerie as she grabbed a brush.
"No... I told him you were practicing your hunting in the southern forest."
Morgana smiled, "Thank you, Valerie."
Morgana brushed off Arthur and then turned to Valerie, "Have a good evening."
"You too, Lady Morgana... Stay safe.." Valerie stared at Morgana for a moment and then returned to her job.
Morgana flipped the hood on her cape and began to walk towards the castle.
The town was buzzing with activity as the night owls began to come out to play. The tavern was lit up as the town folks began to forget about the troubles of work. The lanterns lit up the street and casted a beautiful orange glow against the dark night.
Morgana climbed up the stairs to the castle and was greeted with two Serion guards, who nodded to her and opened the door.
Morgana was immediately greeted with her father waiting for her behind the oak doors.
"Morgana, where on earth have you been?" Her father's stoic features were quite clear in the light of the candles.
Morgana put down her hood and her blonde hair falls gently around her shoulders.
"I was out hunting."
Her father stared her down for a moment, "Oh? Is that so?"
Morgana laughed, "yes, father." She walked over and kissed him on the cheek.
"Just.. Be careful, Morgana. We are in dangerous times."
Morgana smiled, "Of course, father."
Morgana turned and began to walk up to her room.