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Galloping in an Open Field with Two Athletic Horses Not Specifically Trained to Tolerate Anything Like Film Horses Are: A Fanfiction

(Word-for-word dialogue beginning at around minute 25) (WHICH ACTUALLY ENDED UP BEING FROM THE SECOND FILM, SO FORGET ABOUT THAT)

Holding on for dear life, Walter and Elizabeth, intending to have a nice ride out in the open countryside on their peculiarly identical Friesian horses, began to question their decision to do so.

            “AH!” cried Walter.

            “You have a stronger horse!” called Elizabeth from a few lengths behind him as his mount ripped the reins from his hands and ducked into a flat-out gallop.

            “Yours carries a lighter load,” he shouted back, though in turning to do so lost his balance and tumbled backwards over the horse’s haunches.

            In panic Elizabeth hauled on her horse to slow it and halt. Little to her knowledge her leg was bruised significantly, as she discovered later, for she had bashed her thigh on the stiff leather that held her right leg up in the sidesaddle, as she managed, with a great amount of pulling, to stop. Walter’s horse proceeded to gallop off back towards the stables, oblivious to the expensive Italian leather bridle that was torn from his face.

            Approaching her friend on her horse who relentlessly tossed his head in the air and jigged excessively in anticipation of galloping again, she hissed, “The Queen does not give way to others.”

            “Forgive me Majesty. My horse does not seem to know his place.”