The thoughts were weak, and she chided herself, yet she could not stop them, for if anything, her horses had taught her that kindness sows loyalty.
"Stefanos..." she said to herself, thinking of him getting ready to race.
"My lady?" Pirro's voice came from outside the tent.
"I'm coming!" she called. Kyniska walked with the b****y blade hanging loosely in her hand and stepped into the sunlight. When she was outside, she covered her eyes briefly until they adjusted, and then lowered her hand only to hear the girls gasp and Ajax step closer.
"My lady?"
She looked sternly at him, willing him not to speak ill of his king, for it would mean his own death if Agesilaus' men found out, Typhon among them. It was enough that Ajax showed a momentary concern.
"I'm fine. Here." She handed him the
