Eric suddenly asked, "Do you always ride like a man, Miss?"
Until now, Eric had been speaking Latin.
This time, he spoke High German. He hadn't been learning it for long, so he could only manage simple conversations.
"Like a warrior," Matilda corrected him. "I hate sidesaddle."
Riding sidesaddle was slower and required an attendant on the ground to lead the horse.
Matilda understood Eric's words, but she replied in Latin.
Just then, a horse's neigh echoed from behind them, along with the sound of several Knights falling into the mud.
Matilda's horse, the Andalusian, was throwing a tantrum. It apparently thought it was being stolen, so it viciously kicked one of the Knights, sending him sprawling into the mud. Then it began to struggle, trying to kick even more Knights to the ground.
"A horse befitting a warrior," Eric remarked.
"My lord, we can't handle it!" shouted the Knights in charge of the Warhorse.
