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Velvet and furs warband2/23/2023 ![]() ![]() The heat in his eyes told her he would want her that night. ![]() Then he kissed her again, roughly, his tongue pushing into her mouth. ‘Pretty thing,’ he murmured, stroking her cheek with his thumb. When he caught her looking, he heeled his horse over and leaned down from the saddle to crush her lips with a kiss. He sat his raw-boned black warhorse with easy arrogance, wrapped in a thick plaid cloak against the chill wind. As a mark of her favoured status, she rode at his side now, whilst her family rode with the rest of the clan. It wasn’t the grey’s fault she wasn’t Finn. Not much chance of you aiming a kick at the chief’s backside, eh?įeeling guilty, she patted her mount’s neck. By the fifth day of the journey Teia hated her. Finn, her old dun gelding, was consigned to the pack-train after aiming a kick at him, and had been replaced with a sweet-faced grey mare. Drwyn had given Teia a new horse for the ride to the Gathering. ![]()
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