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Elias' muscles tightened as she so easily approached and took the reigns from his hands. The instant her mouth opened, he could sense what she was going to say, and his shoulders clenched further, causing a strong amount of anger to rise in his chest.

Had Elias possessed the energy, he would have made a large host of sarcastic retorts, however he didn't have the strength nor patience for it. Elias wrapped his hand around the reign and mutterred a word command word to Hundar.

The horse snapped its head to the side and jerked the reign out of the woman's hand as Elias cast a distasteful glare at her and gently flicked the reigns, moving past her without so much as a word. He guided his horse towards the stables and weakly slid out of the saddle, his knees bending far more than normal as his tired body hit the ground.

Whispering soothing words to Hundar, he gently rubbed his muzzle and brought him into an empty stall, allowing the horse to familiarize himself with his new surroundings before he settled in.