Oliver
The steady clop, clop, clop of hooves had almost lulled Oliver back to sleep, when Riah suddenly slipped on the muddy ground and nearly threw him off the saddle. By drawing in the reins, and muttering soothing words, he quickly managed to calm his spooked horse. After that, he had to adjust the heavy blanket around his shoulders. The constant rain seemed to seep into his bones. The cold numbed everything except for his leg; an enemy’s sword had grazed his thigh a few days ago, and it th