*Lydia*
The pack stables are vast, and I can't help but imagine the joy of possessing so many beautiful horses for the simple pleasure of riding them. Most of the horses my family owns are stocky animals used for farm work or herding cattle.
And we certainly don't have a host of servants to take care of our livestock. Back home, I take care of my own horse, and I must admit, I rather enjoy it.
Today, I have decided to join Colton on his afternoon ride. We stroll through the cavernous structure, and the familiar scent of fresh hay and warm hide brings me comfort, much like the smell of our barn at home.
The rest of the family is going for another excursion in the car to view the surrounding countryside.
"Good afternoon, Miss Moonshadow," an older man says as he approaches me, doffing hi
