The mages were playing and riding on the Horse-beast, their laughter echoing across the grassy plain as they bounced along on Maximus's broad back.
The rest of the party walked alongside, their eyes continually drawn to the magnificent beast that seemed so at ease with the young women on his back.
They wondered how such a mythical beast got so tamed, how a creature that should have been wild and untouchable could be so gentle and accommodating.
Maximus, for his part, seemed to be enjoying the attention. He tossed his head occasionally, his mane flowing like silk in the breeze, and let out soft whinnies of contentment.
The twins giggled and squealed, their voices carrying across the open plain like music. It was a peaceful and idyllic scene, a moment that made all the struggles and battles seem worth it.
