Javan with Léof
Javan blushed with pride at Léof’s word of compliment. He looked up eagerly at the offer of being shown around. “Oh, yes, I’d like that,” he said.
In a few minutes they were finished and the horses passed Léof’s inspection. “Follow me,” he said, untying Medreth’s horse. Javan untied his horse and followed him. “Put him in there,” Léof said as he passed an empty stall. “She’ll go into the next one here.”
In a moment, the horses were away. Javan and Léof bolted the doors and Léof offered to take the bridle. Javan slowly, half extended it, but then took it back. “I’ll follow you and put it away.” Léof grinned and once more led the way.
Once the bridles and brushes and rags had been put into their proper places, Léof began the tour of the stables. Javan followed him, his hands in his pockets, and his ears and eyes wide open and Léof told him where and what things were and showed him the horses.
“Do you have a horse?” Javan asked abruptly, half way down the line.
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