She has always liked horses. She misses horses. But since she's on the run from Snow White, she can't keep a horse with her, and she misses them even more.
That's why the ride towards safety, with the man who saved her from the Evil Queen, oh, the ride tastes like freedom, and fresh air, and joy.
She thinks of the boy, as the horse runs through the forest. How he's tried to give her hope – what a silly thing, there's no hope for her in this place, there's no love, only solitude.
And sometimes – today – a bit of luck.