On the Thursday morning Guinevere was down in the stables. A 年 以前 she had been 给 a horse as a birthday present, and now she had to look after it. The only problem was she didn’t ride, so 松鸦, 杰伊, 杰伊 · did and Guinevere did all the looking after.
It was a big black stallion, with a shiny 涂层, 外套 and strong flanks. She had called him Darsor. Technically he was a black Andalusion breed, a typical warhorse, very loyal and sturdy. She picked up a 咖喱 comp from the 墙 and started from Darsor’s neck to comb in fluid movements. She was so involved she didn’t notice Arthur coming in the stables...
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