“So he’ll be alright with me riding him, then? Although, I should tell you that I don’t exactly have experience with this sort of thing.” I glanced at the saddle, which seemed intimidatingly high off the ground. Except it suddenly wasn’t so high. Because I was being lifted. I gasped when strong hands settled around my waist. Strong warm hands. Silar boosted me as easily as he might lift a child, setting me down onto the saddle. “Don’t need experience,” he said gruffly, immediately hoisting himself up onto Tarion’s back behind me. He reached around me from behind, grasping at brown reins, his
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