CHAPTER EIGHT
True to his word, as the noon hour approached so, too, did we find ourselves approaching the famous stables of the emperor. The peak of a large structure rose out of the horizon on our right and about a half mile from the road. I craned my neck and glimpsed dozens of fenced pastures, each filled with too many horses to count.
I turned to look at the bemused Ben. “Are all those the emperor’s horses?”
He nodded. “They are, but this is only a small portion of his animals. There are other stables located throughout the empire where the rest of his horses are stabled.”
I leaned back against the seat. “That can’t be easy to feed.”
Ben swept his eyes over our surroundings and nodded at the green pastures. “These are all owned by the emperor, as are most of the fields beh
