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2024-10-29 19:42:56Raen's eighth birthday was the day he had longed for the most, because now he could finally learn to ride. Roman insisted on teaching Raen's first attempts at riding on his own horse, later Henendra the riding master would take over.
Raen loved his father's horse and it was the greatest thing for him to sit on its back and look at the world from there. Up here he felt perfectly safe. After a short time he was able to trot alone through the snow, the horse obediently on the reins. Overjoyed he beamed all over his face. Roman was also delighted to see how well the boy got on with the big horse. Apparently he had good skills in dealing with animals.
Kaeisan, Great Helper, that was the name of Roman's black stallion, always appeared in Raen's dreams. Everything else was gone, including the blood horse. There was only him and the black horse. Sitting lightly in the saddle, Raen galloped across the fields in his dreams; the dusty streets flew under Kaeisan's swift hooves, an
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I'm sorry ... um ..." What should he say? That his curiosity had been stronger than her attraction? That would have hurt her badly, and besides, that wasn’t the case either, only he had let himself be too easily distracted again. Perhaps because he was afraid to take further steps. The sheer excitement of kissing and hugging had given him far more happiness than he could have imagined that morning."I ... I ..." he stammered awkwardly.Kosam turned away."Stop, please wait!" He grabbed her arm.She looked at him."I just thought that was great!" Idiot!"What did you think was great?" She asked gruffly. “The dangerous gymnastics on the ladder?”“No. I mean that ... well, the one before that. ”Fool, just say it!Her gaze remained unchanged."Well, the kiss!" He finally managed.She didn't answer, and Raen took all his courage and touched her shoulder. His hand went up to her neck and ch
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