Oh, none of that now. I've become so much more than the second crown princess of Ida.

[She sounds positively bored by this address of "highness". Still, she takes the hand anyway, gripping it with her odd, metallic skeleton arm and up she goes onto the horse. It does feel very much like a normal horse. If she wasn't a necromancer who could sense the dual soul within, she'd never be able to tell the difference. She looks around from her new vantage point.]

Well. I've missed the extra height to be extra intimidating. There's an appeal. Being able to literally step on someone.