"Oh. A well behaved girl who knows how to be charming." I knew it! He thought with a natural pleased grin upon his face. "Oh it is very pretty, but I like it here too. And there's no place like home, as they say." He smiled as he rode on, the slight sway and creak of the cart was met with the rhythmic clopping of the donkey hooves.

He had to admit, she was kind of pretty when she smiled. The icing on the proverbial cake. "Well, I am sure it will make his birthday. What father wouldn't want to see his sweet child as soon as possible?"