Mage of Wolves
She’d been in that pen for a while.
“You’re going to ride a unicorn over to a Flamingo’s house to tell them a crazy mage has sent their daughter to a different country?” Melanie clarified.
“Yep, pretty much,” I said with a nod of my head. “She’ll need a saddle, though.” I flipped my hand around a few times until a nice, pink saddle and bridle appeared on Pearl, who was standing next to me, patiently awaiting my next directions.
“Have you ever even ridden a horse before?” Raven asked me.
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