The last time the young knight had seen his horse it was all battered with its leg covered in blood, when he found himself in the prison, he thought his brown stallion must have died out there that night but it turns out he wasn't the only one who got saved that night.
"You saved him," Jude said as he approached the horse and placed his hand on its neck.
"Are you sure he's fit enough to run?" He asked as he shifted his gaze to the horse's legs.
"Don't worry I made sure his legs healed fine.",
Jude's reunion with his horse was interrupted by the sound of running horses heading toward them.
"They are coming." Tauriel gasped.
"Then we should get out of here fast."
Tauriel looked up to see that Jude was already on the horse and offering her his hand.
Jude pulled her up on the horse and didn't waste time blasting through the wooden walls.
