Gracie and Henry didn’t speak again during the night, and in the morning, they managed to buy a horse. The man who had taken her horse was impossible to find, and Gracie felt like an idiotic fool. Fortunately, Henry acted as if it didn’t matter.

As they rode along the road to Blackburn, they were surprised to come across about two hundred men in the colors of the Windsor Clan—red—and there was also dark blue, which she didn’t recognize the clan of. However, it didn’t seem ...