She sniffs at their teasing, but has to be satisfied with that. Alain clears his throat. "I'd thought to take Caspian's stable-work this morning, while they ride out. Once we know, then we can go from there."

"Then best we get to it," she says, with a glance to the stable doors and the growing light. "Before the horses get restless. Reaping Day or not, there's still chores to be done."