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  Chapter 6

 

 

  We thundered across the battlefield, yet I galloped within a haven of protection. I could have ridden there, with him, forever. The craw of a raven turned into the retreat cries of Melwas' men, resounding as if I sank underneath the sea. A blur of soldiers scrambled by, but all the chaos seemed so far away, muffled by the pound of the gray's hooves, and our breaths—the knight's and mine—huffing in unison. His chest swelled against my shoulder as I collapsed into him. And then suddenly, it all ceased.

  The knight lowered me to the ground, and I realized I stood in the center of Camelaird's courtyard. My father's guards rushed toward me, grabbed me, and took me. I swiveled within their grip, spinning around to seek my savior, but he had already turned. His backside and the gray's flaying tail disappeared out of the gates of my father's fortress. A chill spread inside me and I started to shake, all his borrowed stillness retreating with him.