Despite his earlier tumble, he swings himself into the saddle with the ease of long use, reins the champing horse about with a flashing smile.
“Will you? That would be ever so kind. I’m to knock the other fellow off, is that it?”
Elinor has had enough with the opposite gender for one day. As her right eye slightly twitched. But the fair maiden felt like she should at least get even with his pathetic self.
❝ If ye waur gonnae war then aye, ’ ‘at might be a option fur ye tae dae. But noo,not here. ❞
With the words that escaped from her throat. The high class Scottish woman, lifted her hand up to smack the horse on the side.
