Chapter 117

There were several villages through which they rode where Frank and Sophyra were given distasteful glares when adults saw the tiny boy riding alone on the large bay, but while Sophyra took each look to heart, Frank ignored them completely. He could not ignore Adama’s innocent question the first time it happened, however.

“Baba, why is everyone so angry?”

“What do you mean, my son?”

“When we enter a town, people stare at me as if they are angry.”

Frank smiled. “They are not used to seeing such a small boy riding alone without support. They do not understand that you are not like other boys, Adama, and they disapprove of what they do not understand.”

“I could make them understand, Baba. May I try, please?”

With a shrug, Frank acquiesced. “You may try, Adama, but I do not believe you will have much success.”

They had stopped at the first inn they had come to, having been in the saddle and sleeping on the ground for the past four days and nights, and Frank dropped from his saddle, helped
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