"One which my sister and I used to frequent, when we were very small," Alexandrie explains. "I know not if I shall still be able to find it, but I feel myself desirous of looking."

She eyes the bow in Helena's hands, wondering briefly whether or not Felix—their gamesman—would be cross if she allowed the other woman to hunt their land without letting him know, but ultimately deciding that she could sweet-talk him later as she always had. Her smile twitches. Perhaps he would be cross if she did not immediately take liberties upon her return. He had always enjoyed pretending to be in an official huff with her.

"No does or young bucks, cherie, if you please," she says with a nod before turning to take the path that will lead them into the wilder parts of the estate.