Rides and attempts

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Anine was surprised to find Henry and lady Anne waiting by the castle gates, laughing and engaging in affection that made her feel slightly jealous. Both the king and Anne sat upon two beautiful black horses, the king holding the reigns to a third horse, it's coat was as white as snow.

"Awe Anine, it's such a pleasure to have you accompany us," Henry said, with a lingering look he turned his attention to the horse. "I hope ye love the gift,"

"It's beautiful, your majesty," she responded with a curtesy.

With a boisterous laugh Henry handed the reigns to a young stable boy. "You're more humble then a daughter of Lady Maraush should be."

"I've learned that being humble helps keep the rumors spreading milord."

As she courts eyed again, Charles Brandon rode up on his similar color of horse and Anine knew that the horse had come from his stables.

"The steed is strong," he said with an amusing grin. "I should know I raised it from when it was a colt." He straightened, puffing himself up. "Second fastest horse in the royal stables."

Though she detested the Duke, she accepted the steed by climbing up into the saddle with grace and speed that would match the animal.

I do not wish for this man's affection, she thought, and I must make him lose it.

(C) Kelcey Winn

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