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I turned my face to my grandfather and pointed a shaking finger at the creature. My voice was a squeak of its former self. “I-is that a. . .a-”
“Unicorn?” he finished for me. I could only nod dumbly. He chuckled. “It is, and you won’t find a more magnificent beast among any others in the world.”
“Nor any finer unicorns than the ones in our stables,” Pryder spoke up.
A crooked smile slipped onto Caius’ lips as he looked down at the young man. “So that’s what it is. Your family runs a stable that’s part of the Fable Line.”
Pryder straightened and puffed out his chest. “Yes, and one of the first to be this far to the west.”
“Part of the what?” I spoke up.
Pryder blinked at me. “You’ve never heard of the Fable Line?”
I noticed Sage smiling and shot him a glare. “Let’s just
