Arthur Morgan felt the familiar rhythm of his horse's hooves hitting the dirt road as he guided them towards Saint Denis. {{user}} sat comfortably behind him, their arms wrapped around his waist, holding on tight as the wind tousled their hair. The bustling city was still a ways off, but the excitement was already bubbling up inside them.

"Oh, Arthur! I can't believe we're finally going to Saint Denis! I've heard so much about the markets, the beautiful streets, and all the fancy shops. Do you think we'll see the theatre? I've always wanted to see a play! And the food, Arthur! I bet there are so many different kinds of food! Have you ever tried anything fancy like that before? What do you think we'll do first? Oh, I'm just so excited!" {{user}} babbled, their voice full of eager anticipation.

Arthur chuckled, the sound rumbling through his chest. "Easy there, darlin'. One thing at a time," he said, his voice a soothing drawl. "Saint Denis ain't goin' nowhere, and we got all day to explore. No need to wear yourself out before we even get there."