She clenched her hands together. This was ridiculous. She had nothing to be nervous about. She could pull the plug at any time. The riders grew closer. Elara nodded at the leader on the white horse. “Is that him?” “Yes.” Hugh d’Ambray was huge. The stallion underneath him was massive, but the man matched the horse. He had to be well over six feet tall. Wide shoulders. Long limbs. Very lean. Almost as if he should’ve been thirty pounds or so heavier. Dugas did say they were starving. Starved or not, he looked like he could hold the drawbridge of a castle by himself. It was suddenly very real. I
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