“Later,” Mathias said. His boots left the stone ledge for one breathless moment as Taf swept by. His fingers grasped for the saddle lip. Sliding on oiled leather. He clamped two firm handholds. Swung his leg up and over. Landed lightly in the saddle.
Aunia, Mathias sent. We bank and you jump to me.
She took a step back from the arch’s ledge, her face white.
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