Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-27147599-20180630202505/@comment-34052734-20180709165953

The second guard had mounted his horse and led it around in the direction towards where they came from. He gave it a gentle kick and the steed proceeded to trot.

The speaking man hauled himself onto his horse, peering down at Irene. “It’s best that you take that horse of there,” he pointed to James’s horse. “Is he yours?”