He'd ridden from the Houses of Healing, away from her; now he left them in search of a simple sod house and a maiden who'd left her mares and foals to vet riders at need.
The Captain … King … granted him leave and so he rode the grasslands and rolling hills.
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She shielded the setting sun from her eyes. A rider topped the horizon, his mount a fine, strong horse with a long, loose-flowing stride.
Her heartbeat quickened. A mare nickered and nudged her arm as the rider came close.
He slowed, then halted to dismount. Sparkling grey eyes met hers.
~ end ~


