#nomitheamnesiac

phasing-out

catherinewitch

nomitheamnesiac

sandynanny

possiblyperplexing

With a snort, the king wiped the sweat from his forehead and pulled back from his work. "There you are, Garnet. Good as new." The mechanical beast of a horse shook its newly fixed leg, lowering its head to view its rider's handy work. It whined in approval, moving forward and nuzzling against the man's chest. Clubs chuckled and pat its neck in response.

The sound of footsteps caught both there attention. Garnet moved to protect its rider as the king drew his sword. "Who's there?" he called, his freehand clutching the metal robs which caged the horse's workings while his left hand tightened the grip on his sword.