Tyler narrowed his eyes slightly. On one hand... he had to be respectful and obey because this was the princess. On the other he didn't give a darn because he didn't want to sit and he was PROTECTING her not being ordered around by her. Since Tyler wasn't fond of getting tortured, he just sat down. "Okay fine Princess." Tyler resisted a snort. "Sir Tyler Carter." He finally said. Tyler actually had to rack his brain for a moment to remember what knights had in front of their first names. The look on her face though... this princess trying to have a sternness face wasn't working. Tyler resisted a chuckle and kept his face emotionless, though his eyes still looked like they had storm clouds in them.

"Ok, nice to know." Ivie said kindly. Looking around, she realized how awkward this was. He probably thinks I'm a spoilt brat! Nonsense, I'm a whole lot more civilized than most. "Ummm so?" What do we do? Do you have a horse?" Ivie was secretly hoping he did, as she loved horses but father never let her get one of his own.

And the princess was asking him what to do... oh boy. Tyler cracked a smile, arching a black eyebrow. "Of course I have a horse." He answered. Tyler had a lot of horses, but he had brought his favorite. Dark dapple grey stallion with black man's, QH, WW Wild West... great horse. He looked at the princess with slight amusement

"Can we go see him?" She asked, with a bit of scepticisim. "He sounds really pretty!" Getting up from the couch, she let walked over to the other side of the room, where the food was laying out. She popped a couple grapes in her mouth, and felt them, cool, in her mouth. Grabbing a bunch of grapes, she gestured for Tyler to follow her out of the room, towards the stables.

Tyler opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again. -obviously not a question- he thought. He followed Ivie out of the castle and to the Stables. Tyler walked down further and stopped near a stallion that was hanging his dapple grey head outside The door. The stallion had big, gentle brown eyes and a black mane and forelock. "This is West." Tyler said gruffly, happy to be standing. He crossed his arms and tipped his head, waiting to see what Ivie's reaction would be.

"Wow!" Ivie stood in the barn, looking quite out of place. "He's charming!" Looking at his deep dapples, Ivie admired the horse's build. Despite having not ridden one, she had read many books on horse anatomy and health and thought West was quite the specimen. Then out of nowhere, Ivie thought of something. "Do you joust?"

-He's charming- Tyler repeated in his mind, though adding a high voice and an accent. He grinned slightly at the thought, glancing at West. "He is, thank you." Tyler answered, tilting his head at her question. "As a matter of fact I do..." He answered, preoccupied with pushing West's head away as the stallion looked for treats. "West is a top jousting stallion, but I mostly do it for fun."

Ivie contemplated this new piece of information. Should I ask... or no? She ran the phrase over a few times, in her head, before asking. "Do, you recon you could-" She paused. "No, never mind. It's stupid." Ivie looked down at the stable floor, before picking up a stray bit of hay and offering it to West.

Tyler tipped his head slightly. What could that new information mean to her? "I'm sure it's not stupid enough I couldn't do it, so please, finish what you were saying." Tyler commented, wanting to hear what she was thinking. Most things didn't sound stupid to him... but then again, Ivie was definetely a different character.

"Oh. Uhh well. I suppose you could teach me how to ride? I was going to purchase a horse anyways, but if you could teach me, that would be great..." Ivie said, with a little bit of secptisisim. I wonder if he'll actually let me.... and I've wanted a horse for ages!