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  Several minutes and one stealthy escape from the manor later found them still holding hands as they darted through a patchwork of moonlight and shadows toward the stables. Cymrica had a grip like iron and ran a steady course, pulling Marian, protesting, along in her wake.

  “Cymrica, I can’t ride! I’ve never even been on a horse before… I don’t think.” Marian suddenly wasn’t sure about that. An odd half-memory tickled the back of her brain, too fuzzy to get a grip on. She pushed it aside as Cymrica pulled her onward. “Why don’t we walk?”

  “We need horses. ’Tis simple, you’ll see. I’ll give you my old pony—a child could manage him. Hurry.” She quickened her pace. “I told you, ’tis too far to walk. And too dangerous. What if we’re beset by thieves on the way? How will we escape without mounts?”

  Hell, everything they were planning was dangerous. What did a few thieves matter? Marian made another futile attempt to jerk free. “And I told you, your stableman won’t give us any. Roland sent orders he’d have him whipped if he does. What if the man tells? You’re going to get us caught before we begin.”

  “Hah!” Cymrica snorted. “Roland’s too lily-livered to have anyone beaten. All our people know that. His threats are useless. Mine are not.”