Bound To The Dead: The Deceptive Class-E Farmer - Chapter 59: What Sleeps Beneath

... dim lanterns hanging from the beams. Most of the other horses were asleep or resting. Only one stall had movement, Gaspar’s.

The albino horse shifted restlessly, his pale coat catching the light. He snorted and kicked lightly at the wooden floor, clearly unused to being saddled again.

Arthur stood beside him, tightening the worn leather straps with careful hands. He was twenty now, broader than before but still quiet in his ways. His bald head gleamed with sweat as he worked, an ...