Isabella
She quickly drew her bow once more this time getting the shot right this time she pushed herself up and huffed "why have their been so many of you.. is something pushing you down from the mountains?" she glanced into the forest. Hauling the kill onto the back of her horse she headed back to the barn when she saw the prince she frowned he looked deep in thought and wasn't sure she should bug him.
Clara
"if you have an escort I am sure they will let you in and if they give you trouble you can always send word to me" she told him. When the subject of his outfit was brought up she smiled "you may dress however you feel comfortable tho if you like I can give you the name of a good seamstress to make you something for cheap" she offered.

