The Ruby.

Her hair was a fiery balaustine that cascaded over shoulders paling the fresh snow, her cheeks tawny from the saddle, her teal eyes sharp as any eagles stared long and hard at him. The brazen Rennian blinked craning his neck, watching the strange ruby ride off into the crowd, surrounded by ogler escorts. He was beyond containment and charged after her, brandishing no shame.

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