[Jasper refuses to look back - believing his bounty is secure - and guides his mare across soil and stone. He mourns little for his captive and rejoices in his indignant position. His speed increases a tad - forcing the man's cheek to bounce and rub against leathery hide.
He continues pushing ahead till he rides side by side beside his companion. The man is somewhat taller. How he hates it.
The idea of biting back is appealing. Except he also finds pleasure in silence and chooses to say nothing.]
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He continues pushing ahead till he rides side by side beside his companion. The man is somewhat taller. How he hates it.
The idea of biting back is appealing. Except he also finds pleasure in silence and chooses to say nothing.]