"When your happiness and wellbeing leave the dance floor, you learn to dance with yourself"
~
Wredgeton, the City on the Bridge,
Kingdom of Hyll-Decanta,
Rainy after-noon,
The first Saturnday of the Second month,
Fiftieth Year of the Reign of Adon-Vericus IV
"Nightmare?" Jehu called, earning a gleeful 'neigh' in reception from the animal he had just hired from the Stables. As surreal as it had seemed, he was shaken to realise that he had, in fact, found the Princess' horse.
But the concept thereof was absurd. It made no rational motive to sell the Royal daughter's pet to the neighbouring kingdom. And if the animal had been sent as an envoy of peace, there was no means of such being harnessed to the common stables of the City of Wridgeton.
