“While I’m at the dorm, you have to take good care of my Whitewill....”Pandora stared straight at Kingston. From a few feet away, she watched as the man busied himself with his own horse. It was a thoroughbred just like Pandora’s, but it had a deep brown coat—almost striking against the dark, almost black mix. And, of course, it was deeply cherished.Pandora was certain Kingston hadn’t fully grasped the request she’d just made. Instead of turning away, the man had just set down the horse’s hoof file and hoof knife. He appeared focused, staring intently at the hooves of his own horse.It was likely the final check to ensure all problematic areas had been addressed. Kingston simply needed to rise—bending slightly toward the horse named Grolius to assess its balance as Grolius stood firmly.Kingston’s smile was indeed something he wasn’t offering to anyone else. Yet from the side, it still drew Pandora’s steps closer.“I was talking to you just now,” she said, imme
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