Teaching the young Prince of Anastasia how to ride a horse was quite the task. The two of you have spent all morning in the barn, tending to the horses and trying to get rid of his fear of riding.

"Your highness, he's gentle, I promise." You explain to him, scratching the horse just behind his ear.

Soap could only chuckle nervously, attempting to take a step closer towards the horse. "Aye, it's a beast. He's just waiten to eat my face off, I know it."