Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-26912075-20180924190439/@comment-36576859-20180926183011

Bradmante was shaking, over the thunder of hooves, over the shouting of various racers, over the beating of his own heart, He heard Diego. His heart trembled in fear.

Three hoofbeats, for the span of three of Roland's hoofbeats as he watched Diego watch Guidata's own hoofbeats. He had every intention of pulling away finding his own path to the bridge and abandooning Guidata entirely. Then the fourth beat rang true and he stared half dazed at Diego as he rocketed forward past Guidata but the Italian didn't despair. No, he didn't look discouraged in the slightest to bradmante. This reaffirmed his mission.

"Not a chance Englishman. I'll keep chasing after his back until I'm worthy to ride beside him!"