A lord's promise

“Now that I think of it…” Hans pondered, patting Caballus on the neck with a quiet “good boy” before jumping to the ground as well. “The bet was about reaching the camp.” He nodded toward the makeshift tents across the path as he tied his steed next to Pebbles. “It did not mention horses specifically…”Henry stopped rummaging through a bag on his saddle and looked over at the camp, then back at Hans, the kindling in his chest catching fire from the roguish spark in the blue eyes looking at him.or:Hans and Henry get out of Rattay for some long-overdue alone time. It's been a whole year since they first met, can you believe it? Their lives are so very different now — for better or for worse. Them having each other certainly falls into the "better" category, though. And, if you think about it, that is all that matters, right?