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Crystal looked up at Atharen in surprise. He was asking her to ride with him, something that she wanted to do very much. She would be in the closet proximity of him. Her heart raced and her face flushed.
"That makes perfect sense. I was going to walk beside my stallion so he wouldn't tire when Ferethor needed him. He refused my offer. I accept your offer, Atharen," Crystal replied.
She took a step backward and tried to figure out a way that she could ride. Would she ride behind or in front of him? She had no idea. She had never rode a horse with someone else before and especially not a man that held her very thoughts. She looked up at the horse and felt very small and swallowed hard. I must look like such an idiot, just standing here, Crystal thought sadly. Her red face deepened in color. She wanted to sink into the ground, but she stood there and hoped that Atharen would save her from her embarrasement.
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