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Orville huffed. “That is true...”

Sir Wilkinson continued his trek out of the London area. He wasn’t stupid. He knew who Orville was and where he would be due to James’s studies. If the rogue knight was fortunate, he would be correct. If not, he would venture on. The stallion heaved forward, it’s powerful legs kicking, bright eyes glimmering against the midday sun.