The Queen mother noticed Celestiel begin to eat less and less as her expression seemed to sadden with every passing second.
"Celestiel, dear," she placed her hand on Celestiel's, bringing her attention to her.
"Yes, Mother?," she replied, smiling. But the Queen mother could tell it was forced.
"Do you want to ride with me?," she asked.
"Ride...?," Celestiel asked, her brows knitting together in confusion.
"I haven't ridden my stallions in ages!," the Queen mother said. "I am in the mood to go for a ride. Would you care to join me?"
Celestiel nodded. "But I have never ridden a horse before..."
"It doesn't matter! I can teach you!," the Queen mother's black eyes brightened in excitement. She turned to the servant standing by her right. "Prepare the horses."
She grabbed Celestiel's hand. "Come, let's go."
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Celestiel was given a beautiful, chestnut brown mare.
