Hot Coals

A large crowd had gathered around to watch and see what would happen next. Now that the mare was calm and the boar successfully subdued, it quickly dispersed too. Cassandra was already busy yelling at her servants for not doing their job. 

She pushed the blame on them, that it was their fault for not checking to ensure the boar was dead before they brought it back to the lodge. Sierra simply stood there as she watched everyone getting back to their routines. 

"A simple 'thank you' would have been nice," she muttered to herself as she headed back to the lodge.

"What would you like us to do with the boar, Princess Cassandra?" she overheard one of the servants as the princess. 

"Just dump it, I have no use for it, not anymore," she said in disgust as she turned to tend to her mare.