My Land, My Rules

"Of course not, not with Daddy's insistence that there's nothing better," Liliana sniffed. "She hasn't had a chance to appreciate a good pony."

She glanced over to Noctra thoughtfully. "Another few months, sweeting, before you're old enough to ride with me, I think."

And then she seemed to notice that she was holding her and looked to Prompto to see if he wished to take her back. Ahem. "...Assuming your parents allow for it, of course," she added hastily.