Sarah a ran hard back towards the castle, dodging trees and jumping logs. Quinn felt her ponytail slipping, so she took it out and let the wind dry her black hair, flying out behind her. She loved the feeling of galloping... so free.

Sage yelped when she took off and scrambled onto chaos, urging him into a sprint right away. They soon caught up to the mare, who had shorter stride lengths, though both horses were pretty fast as they galloped back to the castle. He felt a wide grin splitting his face, which seemed to be much more common now that the girl was with him. Maybe this marriage wouldn't be so bad after all.

She grinned at the Boy next to her, then slowed Sahara down as they reached a castle. She saw her mom's room light was off, which meant she wasn't in there. Quinn groaned. "Is there a secret way into your bedroom or a part of the castle my mom and your dad WONT be in?" She asked Sage quietly, then realized how awkward that sounded

Sage chuckled and nodded, turning chaos in a slightly different direction and turning around a corner to a small window and pointing to it. "That's my room," he hummed. It was a small room, with bland walls and nothing but a small dresser for clothes and a small bed that was only so comfortable. He had one blanket....his dad wasn't the most generous type.. but there were blankets in the lounge they could use. "I'll give you a hand up," he told her, lacing his fingers together for her to step in. The window was up a bit, and this would be easier than trying to have her attempt to climb the wall.

She nodded. "I... I'm not even going to say nice room. Your dad is... the worst." She murmured, then rembered she had to get up there. She nodded and murmured, "thanks" before stepping into his hands and jumping up, rolling silently through the windowsill. She was surprisingly light.

Sage shrugged. "You said it," he hummed, hoisting her up easily. She was light, but then again so was he ...not that it much mattered he supposed. He jumped up and grabbed the window sill, pulling himself up with a grunt and rolling off to land on his bed. Landing on the hard floors really wouldn't have been comfortable, so he kept the bed there for a reason. "Blankets are in the lounge, across the hall," he informed the girl. He sort of felt odd having a girl in his bedroom, alone and with a closed (and locked) door. But he'd be marrying this girl so it didn't matter he supposed.

Quinn fidgeted, blushing for the first time in her life as she waited for Sage to pull himself up. She observed the bedroom. Simple and small. When he got up and told her to get the blankets, she nodded, opening the door without a creak and looking both ways before walking to the other side and grabbing a couple. She then walked back, closing the door and said, "Got them. Now if you could show me to my room... that would be great. I have no idea where it is... and the servant would have left all my clothes in there. A hid an extra set of good clothes in a secret pocket, just in case." Quinn murmured, looking slightly sheepish

Sage hummed in thought when the girl came back and nodded slowly. "I believe it's in the west quarter...closer to the royal wing," he mused. "Come on, I'll show you," he told her, opening the door quietly and then closing it behind her. He crept along quietly...that at least came easily with the wolf DNA. When they came to her room, he opened the door and ushered her inside before closing it behind them. The room was much nicer than his, though that wasn't all that surprising to him. Even the servants had better rooms than him. The hard floor of his own room was rough when he was morphing...he tried to go outside, but it happened randomly, so sometimes he couldn't. "Go get changed," he hummed. "I'll hold the blankets."

She nodded, walking through the door and closing it. She felt awkward... like she was marrying this guy so she shouldn't but still. Quinn looked on her bed and found the satchel, turning it over and undoing a secret clasp on the bottom. She reached inside and pulled out a apple for Sahara, another apple for Chaos, and her extra clothes. She slid out of her shirt and pants and her undergarments, just putting the new dry shirt and pants on. She grabbed a extra bag and stuffed the wet undergarmets in there, knowing she should bring them because she was going to feel embarrassed without them. After she was done she opened back up the door and nodded at Sage to lead them back out.

Sage waited patiently for the girl to change, before leading her back to his own room. "I'll lower you out, hand you the blankets, and then I'll change," he hummed. He moved over so he could help the girl down onto Sahara's back and then handed her the blankets. He changed quickly, stripping down and putting on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. He grabbed a light hoodie too, but they had blankets so he should be alright. He hopped out the window after a minute or two and scrambled onto chaos. "We're all good," he asked, ready to leave.