Chapter 23 A Grave Accusation – Trouble For Alora

• The sunlight bathed the open field, casting golden hues across the paddock where Alora stood, her hands gently stroking Tev’s velvety muzzle. The mare’s deep brown eyes seemed to study her, as if sensing the turmoil hidden beneath Alora’s fragile exterior.
• The event of the past days greatly hindered Alora’s vision improvement; it remained cloudy, disorienting. Yet, the mare’s soft nuzzle grounded her in the moment, offering her a brief reprieve from the uncertainty that hung over her life.
• In the distance, Hanson’s figure cut a sturdy form, his broad shoulders swaying as he fed the stallion, Sago. He glanced over at her, his face softening at the sight of Alora and Tev. “You seem at peace here,” he called out with a warm smile.