The wagon is being drawn by two horses. The rest of the caravan stretches on ahead... another string of three laden horses, then a smaller covered wagon drawn by a single horse, then one more horse in the lead with a man riding it.

A very familiar-looking blond boy, maybe ten years old, is driving the wagon. Or, he should be. The reins are in his hands. At the moment, he's twisted around in his seat, staring at her, completely wide-eyed. "Y-yes??"