Later, he began to put her
on other horses, to give her a greater diversity of experience.
He had every horse in the stable to choose from, and only withheld the
most unpredictable, hostile, or otherwise dangerous animals, which he
would never change his mind about. He reserved those for his hardened
men-at-arms, to be their battle mounts.
However, he did not fail to notice which one caught her eye most often.
It was the one he had secretly chosen for her, a dark, lustrous,
highly-spirited black stallion which the men were afraid to even think
of riding. Mearch believed that the stallion, so wild and untamed, only
needed to have it's trust and cooperation gained, and to be given a
chance to develop a sense of mutual trust and respect for it's rider.
In her other rounds, although no man or woman in the palace went
deliberately out of their way to show any special respect for her,
Si'Wren was not actively persecuted. As Royal Scribe, her appearance
anywhere in the palace might mean nothing but idle curiosity on her
part as an inexperienced member of the palace staff, or it could be
that she was acting in official capacity, and how were the others to
know? To deliberately impede or interfere with her could mean death to
an offender, if she were on official business.
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