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Was he worried about the meeting with the landlords? "No, not really," Thornden said. He tightened the cinch mechanically while looking across his horse's neck to Léof. "I think that Athanar will have everything in order so that everything happens smoothly, as it should."
He paused while he adjusted the bridle in his hand before slipping it over the horse's head and sliding the bit into its mouth.
"You're coming with us, right?" he asked as he prepared to lead the horse out from the stables.
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