“Jeremiah, Lukas. We’re leaving, “ she said in a cold voice.
Milena turned around to avoid Rayan’s red eyes and got on her horse’s back in one swift movement. She had to get out of there.
Black Bella knew the way back. She rode fast in the direction of the De Crescent lands, despite the cold wind. She was a beautiful horse and a strong one at that. She distanced the Knights’ mounts effortlessly and understood any command Milena gave her. They rode across the icy forest, with thin, leafless trees and little icy ponds. Milena liked this area because of the eerie color of the wood, which turned almost grey under the ice, creating a landscape all in white and grey.
“My lady, please wait for us! It isn’t safe for you to ride alone ahead.”
“Are you riding a donkey or a horse, Jeremiah?” A
