Layla
I may not deserve it, but I needed it.
“Thank you, Sir.” I picked up the pouch, then handed him a gem.
“Can I please buy a horse and your carriage?” He grinned at me, then let out a laugh. It was only fair to buy them since he had given me so much already.
“Yes dear, you can. Let’s go pick you out a horse.” He got up from the table, and I followed, grabbing the cheese off the plate. I felt I could eat a little bit now. He had cheered me up by talking about how kind my mother was. We went into his horse barn, and there were 3 horses. There was a white horse with an odd mark in the center of his back. It was the shape of flames going down his spine with wings on either side of it. The mark le