While the palace buzzed with activity and tension, with everyone embroiled in their own crises and drama, a certain little half-breed named Milo saw an opportunity.
The stable keeper had just stepped out for a short break, leaving the stables unattended. Milo, who had always dreamed of riding a horse all by himself, decided this was his moment.
He tiptoed into the stable, his heart pounding with excitement. The rich scent of hay and leather filled the air, and the soft nickers of the horses greeted him. Milo had always loved these majestic creatures, their power and grace captivating his young mind.
But until now, he had never been allowed to ride one alone. While at Aldric's place, he was always accompanied by someone older, someone to guide and hold him steady. But Milo wanted to prove that he was strong and capable, just like any full-blooded Fae. Well, half-breed, in his own case.
