His legs were splayed, his head hung low to the ground. Never waste the first few days of a foal’s life, Alexander remembered his father saying as he encouraged Paprika to take her first tentative steps away from Sari. She’s afraid, everything is new and she’s looking to us to make this place home. Alexander lowered his eyes and let his head droop and his shoulders hang. His gaze seemed to threaten the horse, so maybe ignoring him would work. I’ll let him get used to my smell and my voice and then, when he trusts me, I’ll strap a saddle onto his back and hand him over to the commander. Alexander’s heart pounded. He’s right to be terrified. The stall was cold but Alexander’s hands were clammy. Midnight stood in the corner, his matted tail tucked between his legs. How do I let him know I don’t mean him harm? Alexander’s heart pounded. If he wanted Midnight to be calm, he had to be calm. He slowed his breathing and tried to think of the last time he was relaxed, the last time he felt safe.
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