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... w-laced field as their horses began the slow ride out of camp. Ilaria rode on her own, her chin high, her cloak fluttering behind her like the very picture of independence.
Except... her reins were not entirely her own.
Levan’s gloved hand held the end of them, the reins looped loosely between his fingers as if he had no intention of truly guiding her horse and yet, somehow, he was. Every subtle pull, every measured pace of his mount, set the rhythm for hers.
It was not t ...
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