A Message From The Queen [King Adam]

[Gretel]

The stallion's chest heaved between her legs as he moved through the terrain, sweat making his black coat shine. She was riding in her lightest saddle, with only a barely there bit and a single rein. Bent over his powerful neck as he moved at a heavy canter. His huffing breathes were loud to her ears, but Gretel knew from the sound that he was in his prime still. Exhausted and hot, but Rainer was only just to the point where she wouldn't have to fight to make him stop. 'I mean no disrespect Princess, but when it comes to horses, your crazy.' Those had been the words the stable boy had said to her when she chose Rainer as her horse out of all of the horses in the royal stable. The giant stallion that was a fight for even her to ride. It was a constant battle of dominance and submission, one they both loved.

Gretel pulled gently at the rain, slowing his canter as the castle came into view, she was hyper aware of the message canister strapped to her thigh. The reason she was here in the 5th Kingdom. Lorded by King Adam and Queen Belle.

Rainer snorted and tossed his head, trying to stretch out his legs and neck back into his old stride. But her gloved hands were tight on the reins now. Gretel tossed her long braid over her shoulder, sharp green eyes looking around at the woulds while she cantered him to the gates. Not many people could look at Rainer and understand how she rode him, letting him exhaust himself until he was slick with sweat and his chest heaving. But that was the kind of horse her stallion was, one that needed to be rode hard and fast, burn off the energy so he doesn't go crazy. He was a beautiful animal, strength, speed and endurance. But with that came his wild nature. One that needed dominance before it accepted or gave love.

And he gave a half rear, hooves kicking at the air in frustration as she began pulling the reins back. "I seek an audience with the King. I carry a message from Queen Red of the 2nd Kingdom!" Her mezzo-soprano voice rang out, directed at the guards while Rainer moved in restless circles. He was going to be harder to control once people were around. But he knew what her hands, high up on the reins meant. Behave.

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