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The road bent to a curve ahead and Kate sat straighter, drew back against the reins to slow their approach. The breeze was cooler now, the sun half-set, sweat prickling on her neck beneath the veil. Her thighs ached from exertion, as did her shoulders, and she threw back her head and laughed with the sheer joy of it all.
She did not expect the stranger at the riverbank.
- Part 7 of The Dale Cycle