The Night Before, He Sat on a Horse and Walked to the Front Door.

Laurent returned to the alcove where he'd left his horse tethered the night before. He reached into his saddlebag to feed her an apple he had left over from the supplies Camille had packed for him. Then, untying the horse, he quietly let her down the stone path he had travelled in the whipping wind last night. Escaping his forbidding refuge like a thief in the night felt wrong. But he would try to put this entire humiliating journey behind him. After all, he told himself the dinner would obviously have gone to waste anyhow.

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