Haunting Warrior
“The animal had become more agitated by the moment, and Rory soothed it, running his hands down its sleek neck. He cleared his head of the emotional tangle he felt over Saraid’s deception and tried to think calming thoughts. He pictured the stables he’d seen as they entered the village with the wedding party, thought of oats and hay and the boy he’d seen mucking the stalls. The horse’s ears perked and swiveled and it gave him a soft whinny and head toss that looked suspiciously like a nod. There was intelligence in the dark brown of its eyes. Intelligence and understanding that disconcerted Rory as much as the knowledge that danger was coming and coming fast.
“Go on now,” Rory murmured, giving the horse a gentle swat on its rump.
With a toss of his head, Pooka took off in the direction of the keep, gaining speed as if compelled.
“What are y’ doing?” Saraid demanded, watching the horse gallop away with wide, shocked eyes.
Without answering, Rory took her hand, pulling Saraid in the oppo...site direction, into the thick growth of trees and undergrowth.MoreLess
“Go on now,” Rory murmured, giving the horse a gentle swat on its rump.
With a toss of his head, Pooka took off in the direction of the keep, gaining speed as if compelled.
“What are y’ doing?” Saraid demanded, watching the horse gallop away with wide, shocked eyes.
Without answering, Rory took her hand, pulling Saraid in the oppo...site direction, into the thick growth of trees and undergrowth.MoreLess
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