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Eleanor was awake long before her eyes opened. She was on a horse. How did she know this? She kept hoping up and down in a painful motion and it kept jarring her awake.

She was tired and felt heavy. She just wanted to go back to sleep.

Her eyes suddenly shot open. How and why was she on a moving horse?

She found it hard to move as she was still bound and she hand been placed over the horse on her stomach.

What in the world...

"Stay still, or you will fall. But if you do want to squirm anyway, be my guest. I will not hesitate to leave you behind if you fall," the male said and she recognized the same deep voice that had lulled her to sleep.

She raised her head a little to find him riding beside her on another horse. Had he stolen the horses? They hadn't been in the shelter...though there had been hay.

How had she not notice being taken out of the shelter and being placed atop a horse? Why did she feel dazed and tired?

"Did you spell me?!" She sq