The horse was not trying to throw me. I could tell as much from where the strap had been cut. What troubles me is not who did it, but who knew before I did.

• Stable HandYour Highness, that strap never passed through my hands. I swear it.
  CassianI know. It is because I know that you are still standing where you are.
• Cassian's ConfidantFrom today, I will have someone posted at the stables.