Chrysa sighed and turned her horse back towards the front of the path. She gently spurred her horse forward back along. She was annoyed at the sudden stop, but if anything they helped her. However she wouldn't be able to send a letter tonight, if the prince really was having them ride through the night.
Thomas wasn’t sure how to feel about the argument and the abrupt ending to it. He definitely still didn’t have feelings for the prince after he acted like an ass…right? (He definitely still had feelings.) Besides, the other boy wasn’t completely innocent. Thomas started his horse off, following the others.
Elias rode at the front of their company, stiff as a board. He was comfortable, fluent in riding, but the unknown men and women behind him made him uncomfortable, weary. He didn't trust that none of them had ill intentions towards him. He even we so far as to believe that one or multiple of them had been sent to assassinate him.