Snippet #1373832

Gwenevere smirked, knowing she would be one of the last to arrive. With a flick of her hand, she unrolled the window and stuck her head out. One last time, she pulled moisture from the air and froze the tires in place, causing the limo to stop abruptly. She heard an exasperated sigh from the front of the car and unfroze the tires quickly.
"Really Gwenevere?" Her driver, Damien, asked her for the fifth time this trip.
"I'm sorry Damien. You know I don't like people too much." Gwen spoke, her tone lacking the usual coldness.
Another sigh escaped Damien's lips as he got the car moving again. With her window rolled down, Gwen could see Rysdan up ahead. Leaning back, she rolled her window up and waited for the car to arrive at Rysdan. The car slowed and finally came to a stop. With a sigh, Gwen looked up at Damien, a grimace covering her features.
"Must I?" She questioned sadly.
"Play nice Gwen." Damien said, a smirk covering his features.
"Not likely." She shot back half-heartedly. She could hear Damien chuckle as she took a moment to plaster a mask of cold indifference on her face. She took a deep breath before opening the door and stepping out. She moved quickly and watched as a man opened the door. She saw him open his mouth as if to say something but cut him off with an icy tone, "Just take me where I must go." The man looked taken-aback but nodded, calling over a servant to direct her to the dining hall. Before stepping inside she remembered something. A long, low whistle escaped her lips and she looked bck at the car. A smile threatened to cross her features as a mass of brown, white and black fur blted from the car, running towards her at full speed. Gwen leaned down to take a knee just as the mass of fur reached her. The force of the dog slamming into her chest would have knocked anyone with less strength than her to their back. She buried her face into the dogs fur, allowing a smile to flicker across her face before fixing it into the same cold indifferent mask. She pulled her face away and stood up, letting the dog slide to the floor. She nodded to the servant that had been called to lead her to the dining hall. She followed behind the servant closely, the dog at her side constantly.The servant seemed to know his way around and they arrive at the dining hall door soon. She turned and nodded to the servant before looking down at the dog. The dog gave a small yip before licking Gwen's exposed leg. Something flickered within Gwen eyes before she forced it do disappear. With a deep breath she walked into the room, the dog following closely. Without speaking, she walked to the table and sat down. She dog sat down obediently at her feet and licked at her toes. A giggled threatened to escape but she quickly covered it with a cough. Reaching down, she stroked the dog in between his ears and he stopped licking. "Good Aslan." She murmured quietly, the words only loud enough for the dog to hear.