[Not entirely unexpected, given what she'd noticed of Merida's temperament, but probably not what the queen had intended when she'd told Natalia that Merida would giving her a 'brisk tour of the grounds'.]
After them, girl!
[Unwilling to lose face, Natalia urged her mare forward into a gallop, the two of them surging to catch up. What Natalia had assumed to be a placid plowhorse revealed himself instead to be, as described, a charger.
She followed the glinting of Angus' horseshoes in the sunlight, and it led her right out of Dubroch's front gate. The people hardly seemed to notice the two of them hurtling past. Merida was living up to her reputation.
When finally Fiona had pulled up to Angus' broad chest, Natalia was smiling.]
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[That--]
[Not entirely unexpected, given what she'd noticed of Merida's temperament, but probably not what the queen had intended when she'd told Natalia that Merida would giving her a 'brisk tour of the grounds'.]
After them, girl!
[Unwilling to lose face, Natalia urged her mare forward into a gallop, the two of them surging to catch up. What Natalia had assumed to be a placid plowhorse revealed himself instead to be, as described, a charger.
She followed the glinting of Angus' horseshoes in the sunlight, and it led her right out of Dubroch's front gate. The people hardly seemed to notice the two of them hurtling past. Merida was living up to her reputation.
When finally Fiona had pulled up to Angus' broad chest, Natalia was smiling.]