His eyes widened when he saw the horse before him, not looking too pleased. “No, I think I can manage…” He straightened up and walked around to the side of the horse and managed to get on. The horse bucked but Rodolphus held on, controlling the horse. He pulled on the reigns and got the stallion to calm down slightly. His hair was messed, but as he tamed the beast his strength and masculinity was obvious. “Shall we?” He said looking to Bella as she got on her horse. The pair took off and Rod knew she’s probably want to race a bit, but on a horse he wasn’t familiar with it was difficult. He managed to catch up to her without falling off. “Isn’t there a nice clearing around here somewhere?” He smiled, giving her a slight knowing smile. He led her towards the clearing and slowly beautiful bright colored fabric came into view. It had been strung through the trees which also had fireflies frozen in the air floating slightly. There was stunning Moroccan lanterns also hanging in the trees. There was a small table in the middle of the clearing with a colorful table cloth with plush pillows to sit on. A Moroccan tea set was on the table with plates that had big silver domes over them. Candles were all over the clearing and there was a small love seat to the side with more of the fabric over the top and hanging down the sides. Rodolphus got off the horse and tied it to a tree. He walked to Bella and offered his hand to help her down.
Bellatrix was surprised that Rodolphus was able to work with Thor and a little disappointed that it wasn’t enough to race her, but she knew he would have lost anyone. Bella rode her mare easily, leaning her head into the horses’s mane. Bellatrix had had the horse since she was a girl and it was a pony, and it was evident in the connection they had while riding. At Rod’s suggestion Bella frowned but nodded, turning Ariadne leading her towards the new location. At the sight of the colorful fabric, Bella tugged on the reigns, slowing the horse to a walk. “What is this, Rodolphus?” she asked, taking his hand as she dismounted. Bella gently pushed away fireflies the were frozen in the air, and ran her hands over the soft fabrics that blew in the breeze until she reached the table. “What is all this?” she asked again, turning to look at him.