WHEN we got to the stables, I walked towards Princess Jasmine and started stroking her. I smiled as she lowered her head.
Aubrey: “She’s a very gentle horse, isn’t she?”
Abelard: “She didn’t use to be. But somehow, you manage to tame her. This horse likes you very much. I don't blame her. You’re very easy to like, your highness.”
I felt like what Abelard said had another meaning that has nothing to do with the horse. I looked at him momentarily and smiled.
He then started grooming Princess Jasmine while I took a seat and watched. I was mostly watching Abelard, and I look down whenever he catches me looking at him.
Aubrey: “Uhm, Abelard?”
Abelard: “Yes, your highness?”
Aubrey: “I changed my mind. I think I want to go riding today.”
Abelard: “Okay. Let me saddle Princess Jasmine up.”
