“Technically, they are all my horses,” Renwick said. He nodded to the horse beside the one Rua sat atop. It looked much the same as her own, though its mane was slightly darker, and its body was more charcoal gray. “I normally ride Zeffem.” Zeffem. It was a Mhenbic word. It meant “strength”. Why a fae King would give his horses Mhenbic names, she did not know. “Does she have a name?” Rua asked, patting a hand against her horse’s neck. “Her name is Raga . . . it’s Mhenbic for-” “I know what it means,” Rua cut in, “though I don’t know why you’d name a war horse that.” Raga. It meant “precious to
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