"I'll be waiting," he said, reaching out to run a hand over Sionnach's nose gently as the geld finally made his way to the fence where Victor stood. Though he was rewarded for his attention by the horse firmly trying shove at his shoulder in a silent demand for treats.

But when Zoe came back, they would walk together back to the castle and his geld would have to settle for treats that stable hands would sneak him before eventually getting him back into a stall- or set him out to field.