Snippet #17402

Isabella clutched the reins leading to her Vanner stallion’s bit with a tightness she had never known. She hadn’t spoken to any of the knights around her as they rode onto the battlefield for fear that they may just recognize her voice. But the doubts in her mind escalated as the sight of the enemy army came up over the hill…much larger in numbers than their own. Pluto slowly shifted beneath her trying to adjust to his new position as war horse. She had been training him but he had never been around so much tension before and at four years old he was a bit young to handle such new occurances.

The call for a charge rang through her ears and her reaction was delayed but she finally urged her stallion onto into a gallop, trying to keep from interfering with the knights charging around her. It all seemed to go in slow motion the arrows flying and the sounds of the blades clashing…She reached for her own drawing it and keeping it at the ready. She hunkered down ready to make impact when Pluto suddenly cut to the side nearly sending her flying through the air. She managed to hang onto both her sword and steed as they ran straight towards a small cluster of enemy knights. She knew now that this was trouble as they reeled around readying their weapons.

She rode straight through the group, slashing with her sword enough so that they backed off from her allowing her an escape on through. But Pluto was out of control, the darn horse had lost his mind as he ignored any cue of rein or boot from his rider. This could be the end for her and she knew this fact very well as the horse tore through the enemy crowd. She had arrows shot at her left and right and swords being thrust at both her and her Vanner stallion…and all she could do was hang on and hope for the best.

As she rode she thrusted her sword to the side making impact with a few of the knights until she felt a sharp pain through her back. She lifted a small portion of her helmet to find that she was on the ground…and her stallion was steadily gaining distance from her. She muttered a series of rather unladylike words then turned to see the Prince upon his mount right in front of her. She readied her sword as her blue hues narrowed into a glare.