It was a beautiful day. They had ridden for quite a while, through olive and orange groves. Andrew dismounted too, letting his horse drink from the stream.
"You ride well, Charles," Andrew said, petting his horse's neck. "I'm sure we are far enough it would be safe to speak of private things without being overheard.."
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Date: 2018-12-10 12:58 am (UTC)"You ride well, Charles," Andrew said, petting his horse's neck. "I'm sure we are far enough it would be safe to speak of private things without being overheard.."