The moment Athalia's eyes lifted to the inside of the stable. She gasped lightly.
The inside of the stable was as large as ball room, having each stable pen clean and clear with a beautiful brown, white or grey horse in each.
She widened her eyes. She had never seen so much horses, especially up closer.
The prince then tugged her hand softly, "They are not what I brought you here to see". She looked up at him, "It is not?"
"No. They are", he pointed at the far left end. Her eyes widened.
In the far left, three pens stood with a horse in each. But they didn't seem like the others. They were huge. Very huge.
The three were all taller than the prince himself, looking muscular and well fed, with their black long wavy mane over their black glimmering coat.
Fear immediately gripped her
