IRIS
Thanks to the servants picking up fresh hay from the field back to the stables, I have to pretend to be on good terms with Xander which is really hard for me to do right now since we were in the middle of an argument a few seconds ago.
Taking a deep breath, I approached my death trap of a horse and the minute I tried to touch it, the animal shrieked once more and jerked away from me, adding to my embarrassment. Great! The horse hates me now.
I looked over my shoulder just in time to see Xander approaching me, my first instance was to move out of the way but recalling that we now have an audience, I forced myself to stay rooted on the spot. Without words as usual, he guided my hand back to the horse, gently stroking it.
