On Another Side of the Royal City
The young man who had taken control of the mad horse finally managed to bring it to a stop and led it to a stable.
"Why did the horse suddenly go mad?" a stable boy asked. He was new to the job and didn't understand much. The horse had been fine when it was taken out earlier.
"I'm not sure. Let the groom check it out. Also, inform the stable master not to let anyone use it until it's treated," the young man instructed.
"Okay," the stable boy agreed.
The young man left and headed back to his quarters.
"I heard you saved a damsel today?"
He had barely reached the living area when someone brought up the day's incident. The young man frowned. He hadn't expected news to spread so quickly.
In truth, he had been sitting in a tea room, looking out the window. Whenever he didn't have training at the military camp, he liked to go out. Everyone was used to this habit of his.
