Chapter 151: Lettice York was not giving up.
Undoubtedly, the thing that Roland missed the most when he was in the capital were the open grasslands
through which he rode his stallion at a fast pace every morning as if they were on an urgent mission. Living in
Doria was lovely, in many ways but when it cto this one aspect, the capital city was less attractive.
Roland pushed his stallion towards the cliffs as if he had no intentions to stop. His knees drove its side, urging it
to go faster and faster. His blood boiled with excitement and the air around him sung freedom songs urging him
on with silent echoes of cheering.
He could not believe how much he had missed it_the habit which grew from the desire to escape his suffocating
life in his adolescent years. It was a habit that took away his pain for a moment, quietened every doubt and
made him feel alive.
He steered his steed towards the sharp bend and it galloped gloriously. Roland opened his mouth and shouted,
bellowing as if he was releasing a battle cry. While he was excited, his knights were the opposite for they were
terrified. They were used to his insane horse riding and it had been a while since their prince had last indulged in
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As always they were afraid when he drove himself and the horse to the brink, if he was harmed, the king would
have all of their heads after all. It did not matter that they had tried to stop him from riding madly and failed.
The stallion cto a stop near the edge of the cliff and raised its legs high, neighing loudly as if to alert the sea
of its glorious accomplishment or the return of its royal owner.
Slowly, Roland steered it back and it trotted at a slow pace, stopping to rest under a big tree. Roland dismounted
and sat down on the grass, waiting for the sunrise with his head resting against the tree trunk.
The knights busied themselves feeding the horses and giving them water. They even sneakily gave them some
sugar cubes that they had stolen from Venom’s portion which Sigrid replenished daily. She was aware that they
were stealing from her horse, they were also aware that she knew but nobody acknowledged it. It was like an
open secret at the Vale.
Venom was the only party that was not too pleased with the arrangement because the sugar cubes were hers.
They were not meant for other smelly horses.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA horse that had been following the men walked up to their group, atop its back was Lettice York, looking colorful
in a blue dress and fully made up face as she joined them.
The knights were used to her accompanying Roland on his morning rides so they did not stop her from
approaching him. Sir Samuel, in fact helped her lay down a blanket and arrange simple snacks and fresh coffee
that had been sent by Jesting.
"Good morning your highness."
"Good morning Lettice." he answered.
Lettice was just in tfor the first blush of dawn to paint the sky. She was like a good wife, mixing Roland's
coffee and unpacking the omelets and toast for him and the knights.
The air was cool and damp, Roland saw Lettice rubbing her hands against the sides of her arms. "You should not
be out here, its cold." He picked up his velvet cloak and handed it to her. "How many times have | told you that
you don’t have to accompanyon my morning rides. Children should be in bed at this time."
Lettice laughed lightly, "I am not a child Roland, | am a woman. Besides, | have lived at Stormwind for years, this
little cold does not bother me. | am just like you, built for tough times." Once gain, she laughed.
Roland sipped his coffee slowly, picturing the face of his old governess. The woman would not have been happy
to see her daughter riding a horse near the edge of a cliff and six in the morning.
"Your mother would not have approved." he said with a smile.
"You say that every time." Lettice leaned her head in his direction.
Just when it was about to touch his shoulder, he stood up leaned against the tree. Roland was deliberately
putting space between them. If his wife saw Lettice with her head on his shoulders, she would not very happy. An
unhappy Sigrid would lead to an unhappy Thorin family and his in-laws were not the best decision makers when
they were unhappy.
He recalled Lady Iryne with a sword, killing Lettice and then running off to cry about the death of fictional Lady
Chloe Fletcher.
Sir Samuel and the other knights shared similar looks of relief. Finally, their prince was putting a distance
between himself and Lettice York. Over the years, the woman had acted as if she would be the next crown
princess.
They had been worried about Sigrid meeting Lettice, after all, one was the legal wife of the crown prince and the
other was the ward he dotted on. A ward that clearly had other expectations. If the two women clashed, chances
were high that Lettice would end up arm less or headless and the relationship between the crown prince and his
princess would be strained once again.
Lettice did not fixate on Roland's rejection, she had another ace up her sleeve. "Roland, | have been thinking
about another way that we can make Stormwind greater."
Because she helped Roland supervise the finances of the castle, he perked his ears and listened.
"What do you think about turning part of the fief into a forest resort and horse ranch?"
Roland had not heard of the word resort, horse ranch on the other hand, he was familiar with. Stormwind castle
was already a horse ranch.
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