Janice stared at the young girl. The princess of Cones, Gabrielle, ascends the white pony in front of her with the help of her maidservant.
She flipped her glossy dark hair away from her face and gripped the rein of the pony.
Her toffee eyes twinkled, and a grin adorned her diamond-shaped face when she sighted Jules galloping towards her on his stallion, Dillon.
“Oh, Your majesty, it's a delight to see you this fine morning.” She giggled whilst tucking a stray dark curl behind her ear.
“I reckon you are enjoying your stay here?” Jules grinned with a raised brow.
“Of course, I am. I can't wait to explore the beautiful landscapes that I heard about.” Gabrielle said, “I want to know if the rumours about them were true.”
“I believe you'll find them quite intriguing,” Jules assured.
His eyes collided with Janice, and he descended from his horse, landing on his feet.
With two long strides, he got to her side and halted in front of her. “I thought you were taking a day in, Madame?”
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