It was still lost on Greer that Mr. Rohlwing didn't just prefer a more muggle approach to travel, but that it was a necessity. Still, she could appreciate the fun and exercise in a good ride, so didn't add any further comment.

Her attempt to end the charm was more successful than she'd anticipated and as the spell released, she wobbled in her step back, the ache in her legs seeing them give way beneath her as she toppled backward, landing rather ungracefully on her rear end in the dirt. An unladylike oof rushed from her lips before she inhaled to recapture the air; she had just barely managed to withhold the oath that threatened to escape.

"That'll teach me," she chuckled once she found her breath again, looking up at Mr. Rohlwing sheepishly.