Lys: Banishing Fear

No, it won't help with the fits. Nothing does. Except apples.

But afraid? Never. Never would she admit something like that. Her breeding straightened her back and set her jaw, and she leaned in to the horse, following the Guttersnipe's path, Cu trotting along beside. Somehow his presence made it all easier. Not easy, not at all. But easier.

Eventually she caught up, and didn't fall in the process. "I'll have you know I didn't fall off because I was frightened or couldn't keep my seat. Concordia had stopped before I fell." She could not keep the hint of haughtiness from her tone. She'd held on through full career, and that was something.