I'm sick of this. Call me what you like, say I'm without honor, I don't care. I'm not getting on any more horses to whack you people with a stick.
I've said it before and I'll say it again, my lord. You are an evil man.
She wanted an extra advantage today, more than she'd had in training with Raoul or knights like Jerel. When the trumpet blared, she told Peachblossom, Charge.Muscles bunched under her. The gelding fle...