“I thought you said I didn’t have to get on the horse.” I put my hands on my hips in protest. “No, Khosana. I said you don’t have to get on your horse.” He held out his hand. “We need to be quick, and you’re tired.” I shook my head. Being near him messed with me, and my head and my heart didn’t need any more strain. “I’ll ride my own horse. You just want to touch me.” His features softened, but he shook his head. “We don’t have time to go at your pace. If we make it, it’ll be just in time. Your energy is all over the place, and I don’t want to risk a talon to the eye if I don’t have to. The
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