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As we rode toward Moonblade territory, the wind howled like a living creature.
Caden brought me a dark horse, if you can call it that, and I sat on it. Tall and muscular, with keen eyes that watched me as if it could smell my fear, it was more beast than steed. Despite my best efforts, my hands betrayed me by gripping the saddle too tightly. They