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I have a friend who has a horse, but very little time, so for the past few weeks I have been exercising him for her, mostly hacking out into glorious autum countryside. He comes from a line of Hungarian cavalry horses called furioso, and his name is Fred. Having been bred to stay calm in the middle of battle, almost nothing scares him, which means that most of the time I don't really have to concentrate on the actual riding, so I end up telling myself stories in my head. This is one of them. Dedicated to Fred, for being such an inspiration, bless his little cotton socks.

Canonically, Illya is as good at riding as he is at everything else he turns his hand to. I don't believe we ever get to see Napoleon on a horse, so I have made that bit up.

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