Codi had done this walk with Dragon a hundred times. Fine, maybe not that many, but it felt like it. Now that the moment was here, with at least a hundred people lined both sides of the wide aisle, her legs trembled around the horse.
Surely he’d bolt.
But Dragon remained perfectly steady, waiting for her to give him the signal to move. The faces surroundi…
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