Lord Darius guessed that something had happened with his blood banks. The terrace where they often sun-bathed was empty!
He kicked the horse he was riding to come nearer fast. He had forgotten one of his 'guards' in his haste. The horse punted and neighed when the ropes jerked instantly.
Lord Darius had found himself--and his horse--ensnared by his own net trap!
"Halt! Halt!" He shouted to the animal that would not stop from struggling from the encasing net to its body.
The noisy commotion attracted some attraction. Mostly the night guards because it was early morning yet.
"Why are you watching? Put me down!" Lord Darius commanded arrogantly.
"Why are you up there, dear uncle?" A wimpy voice asked within the small crowd.
The guards separated into two beside the youngest prince.
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