Sequara smiled at the old man. “Don’t worry, we’ll take care of the horses. Afterwards I’ll look at your stable boy if you like. I may be able to help him.” The old man’s eyes widened for a moment before he bowed again to her, this time even more deeply. “A healer, then? Bless you. That would take a worry off an old man’s back. But aren’t you beautiful, and such a pretty smile too.”
