He nuzzled against her and she sensed that he was as excited as she was at going for a ride.
They set off going through the garden into the Park and then on to the flat ground. She never wore a hat when she was riding on the estate as she so loved the feeling of the breeze in her hair.
Helsa gave Golden Arrow his head until they were out of sight of The Hall and then they reached the special wood on the estate that she loved more than all the others.
It was a wood of white elms that had been planted many years ago and Helsa believed that it was the most beautiful of all the woods on the estate.
She had no idea that, as she galloped over the fields towards it, that she had been seen by someone riding down from the stables.
He was following her at a distance, but keeping her in sight.
