- I want to see-

The stable looked less like a barn and more like a cathedral for horses.

Each stall had brass nameplates, customized for its prized occupant.

With a rough count, Max summed them to be ten in total. The horses were fine, their coats sleek and glistening. They had heavy full manes.

Occasionally releasing low snorts and lazily flinging their tails.

'Just a stomp of their hooves would probably crush someone's skull.' Max thought finding each of them extremely pleasing to look at.

"Midnight." Rubbing the space between the eyes of his gleaming black horse, Olivia, seeing she had gotten the attention of his silently wandering eyes, smiled.

"This belongs to Ivy." She confirmed, lightly parting the head before moving to the next after it.

Wrapping her arm around its head, her motion of smoothening the horse coat was more affectionate than she had done to the first.

"This is Valentine, my horse."