Testy

Dom walked up to the pages training field expecting a little excitement. When he got there he was delighted to discover that the pages were practicing tilting.

Qasim looked at Dom and remarked, "The page on the roan will fall. I know the horse, he is a testy one."

"You sure? The page looks like she can stay on."

"That is the Girl?"

"Yes, Keladry of Mindelan. My cousin writes to me about her all the time."

"There's no way she can stay on. that horse looks like a charmer all right." Symric said. "I came last year to watch, and the page that rode him fell off the first try."

"Dinner at the Jugged Hare she stays on." Wolset, a brand new recruit, looked at Dom like he had grown two heads.

"I'll take that bet." Wolset looked sure of himself, "Symric's right. There's no way she can stay on."

Keladry's lance hit her horse and he reared. Keladry dropped her lance and held on. She spoke too softly for anyone to hear, but her lips were moving and her hand was slowly rubbing the horse's neck.

He eventually came back down to earth and all of the Own who had gathered to watch started cheering and clapping.

She looked over at the fence line, her face was void of all emotion except for the sudden paleness that hadn't been there a moment before.

Dom Looked over as Wolset. "When's dinner?"