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Years of experience was what helped Mr. Jones hold on to the reins of his stallion and at the same time support the weight of an unconscious Prince Eric. It is true that Mr. Jones was experienced, but by the time they got to Edessa, he became totally worn out just like the horse that carried the weight of two adults. They galloped to Edessa and found a house a stone throw from the highways. Mr. Jones decided to at least slow down and ask for a cup of water as his throat burned with thirst, the horse was not exempted, obviously he needed to drink. And so, Mr. Jones slowed the stallion and trotted to the house, and he was welcomed by a family of four. At first, they were sceptical about talking to a stranger having heard of what happened to a neighbouring village, but Mr. Jones reassured t