“Come over here.” Obeying, I approach with caution, so irritated I don’t realize what he’s doing at first. Much like yesterday, Thorne grabs my waist and deposits me onto Zephyr’s back. My heart drums in my ears, and that all too familiar panic threatens to pull me under. I grab for Zephyr’s mane, holding on for dear life. “Breathe, Duchess. Just relax. Nothing’s going to happen. I’ve got the reins.” For some unknown reason, I believe him, just like I did last night when he told me to let go. At least when it comes to alicorns, I feel safe with him. And that’s a thought I don’t currently have
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