After riding for what seemed like a couple of hours, Erolamir had Avalohin stop. He looked around, his keen eyes studying the land around them. He and Gwenryn were situated in a small woodland area. Erolamir dismounted, offering his hand to Gwenryn to help her off.
"M'lady. Next time we ride, please be sure to give me enough room to breathe! You took up far too much of the saddle.", Erolamir said, his eyes on her with annoyance.
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