Jackson had the stable boy lead out a fine mare for Septima, and a proud gelding for Skye. Skye took the reigns with confidence, though the horse seemed to glare at him. Th prince had his own stallion and was leading him outside, Skye motioned for Setima to follow. "Alright al, he spoke to the horse. "You and I are gonna make a deal ok? You be a good boy and let me ride. And I'll sneak you carrots later tonight, and the night after, and so on for as long as I'm here. Alright?"
The horse blinked, but seemed to understand. Skye nodded and led him out.