Chapter Thirty-Seven
Rita didn’t like this plan, but went along with it anyway. In retrospect, I should have known better than to harness our two stallions together, but I wasn’t thinking clearly. We were going to take Christine to her father’s grave, and I would play for her, confess my feelings towards her, beg her forgiveness for my wild behavior, and inquire about the relationship she had with Raoul. The stallions were both still tired from their hectic night, so they were more clear-headed, and I had trained Reyer to pull a carriage before and Sweet Demon would quickly learn how to. And I put a bearing-rein on opposite sides of their heads and tightened their nosebands more than usual so they couldn’t bite or turn their heads to fight. My stomach was in knots as I climbed in. I had a cloak wrapped a
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