"Not hardly. This is an enchantment. Oh, um, one I did myself, on the request of those who met me at the docks," she hastens to clarify. "I am a centaur, that is, from the waist up, I'm as you see me now, but from the waist down there joins the body like that of a horse."

And a most pretty horse at that, if she can be forgiven a moment of vanity.

"But our hosts have been kind, so far, so I am obliging them. It is just somewhat tiring to remember how much smaller I am now."

Roshanak looks up at Lyanna, and tilts her head a fraction.

"I've startled you, lady."