He couldn’t remember ever having been sotired, or so overwhelmed by his thoughts. Tristan had been amazed by theenchantment’s powerful grasp. The torches’ flames cast spectral shadows across the floor and walls. Thesudden change in footing surprised the horse and rider and sent them tumbling to the ground.
Lying casually on oneside, he beckoned the prince to do the same. “I’m sure I do,” Xanthus said. I still command the craft. With every step the being’s horse took, the surrounding grass and wildflowers withered and died.
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