“Just let the soldiers of the same squad sit in one. At least take care of each other,” Able suggested.
“Okay,” Devi promised.
The soldiers dispersed and stopped to watch in front of their favorite stables.
Each horse in the stable has beautiful, supple hair and solid tendons.
The fresh grass in the trough seems to have been picked this morning, with a fresh earthy glow.
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