The Exiled Queen
“It was already warm enough that three hours’ strenuous riding left Raisa damp and flushed, and Switcher sweating and blowing. Raisa rubbed the mare down, murmuring silly endearments to her and singing snatches of “Flower of the Mountains.”
You’re not usually a giddy kind of person, Raisa said to herself. Is this what being in love does to you?
She would see Han Alister tonight. Her heart beat a little faster at the thought.
As she led Switcher into the stall, Raisa noticed that the ...stall next to her was now occupied by a shaggy gray mountain pony with a white blaze on his face.
Hallie’s gelding.
Raisa forced herself to finish up, shoveling grain with shaking hands and replenishing Switcher’s water. Hallie could be bringing any kind of news, she told herself. Good or bad. Or none at all.
Raisa ran across the stable yard, threading between the buildings to the grassy quad.MoreLess
You’re not usually a giddy kind of person, Raisa said to herself. Is this what being in love does to you?
She would see Han Alister tonight. Her heart beat a little faster at the thought.
As she led Switcher into the stall, Raisa noticed that the ...stall next to her was now occupied by a shaggy gray mountain pony with a white blaze on his face.
Hallie’s gelding.
Raisa forced herself to finish up, shoveling grain with shaking hands and replenishing Switcher’s water. Hallie could be bringing any kind of news, she told herself. Good or bad. Or none at all.
Raisa ran across the stable yard, threading between the buildings to the grassy quad.MoreLess
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