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“You're a stubborn, ill-trained horse." she said
The horse snorted and walked towards the North Road of his own volition.
"Hey!" Karigan pulled back on the reins. "Whoa. Who do you think is in charge here?”
― Kristen Britain, Green Rider

“Yes." His gaze grew distant. "If I'd have the chance, if my position permitted, I would have pleaded with her not to accept the mission because of the danger, and because I couldn't bear the thought of..."
"Of losing her?”
― Kristen Britain, Blackveil

“I swear...I'll deliver the message for the love of my country.”
― Kristen Britain, Green Rider

“Identify you as messenger...to other Riders." The words were gasped as if he
were forcing air in and out of his lungs by sheer will to extend his life. "Fly...Rider, with
great speed. Don't read m-message. Then they can't tor-torture...it from you. If captured,
shred it and toss it to the winds." Then, because his voice had grown so faint, she had to
lean very close to hear his final words. "Beware the shadow man."
A cold tremor ran through Karigan's body. "I'll do my best," she told him.”
― Kristen Britain

“Do you love your country and your king?"
Karigan paused. What a curious question. King Zachary was relatively new to the throne
and she knew little of his policies or methods, but it wouldn't do to sound disloyal to a
dying servant of Sacoridia.
"Yes."
"I'm a messenger...Green Rider." The young man's body spasmed with pain, and blood
dribbled over his lip and down his chin. "The satchel on the saddle...important message
for...king. Life or death. If you love Sacor...Sacoridia and its king, take it. Take it to him.”
― Kristen Britain

“I'll do my best.”
― Kristen Britain