Swords and Flowers

Gently handing her to Kieara, he whispered, "We should probably get going...I think the weather's died down a bit..."
 
She spoke. "We should go while we have a chance." she said gently taking Robynne.
 
Kissing Kieara gently, he put his sword on his belt, gathering the rest of their things. "Let's get going, then," he said, frowning slightly.
 
Kieara held Robynne and helped him with what she could holding the sleeping child.
 
As he carried everything downstairs, he thanked the innkeeper, paying him for the nights they had stayed there. As he voiced his thanks, he walked out into the cold, striding for Tyen.
 
Kieara smied as she followed and thanked them emerging into the cold.
 
As he walked to Tyen, he smiled at her, loading up their belongings onto the horse. Helping her onto him, he kissed her softly before getting onto the horse himself.
 
Kieara smiled. "Good boy Tyen." she said rubbing the horses side. He'd worked hard.
 
Urging Tyen into a trot, he rode out of town, the crisp winter air making sure he was fully awake.
 
Kieara held their little daughter. She loved her so much. All this travel was for her.