Side Story - Horse (3)

“Mmmng…”

The moan, muffled by the bit, echoed through the small stable.

Bound hand and foot, she crawled slowly forward on her knees, struggling with her arms tied behind her back.

How long had the hay pricked her skin and sweat run down her chin? At last, it reached the tip of her nose.

An object modeled after Kaelan’s.

Though she could not touch it with her hands, she traced it with her lips, confirming what it was.

‘Master… Master’s…’

She tried to open her gagged mouth as wide as possible, but only drool streamed out; she could not take it into her mouth at all.

She stared at the object lying on the floor.

To use the thing rolling around on the floor, she had to somehow prop it upright...