Perhaps one reason he disliked her had been always and everlastingly that tight rein.

Like the wary horse he was he took to a canter, to try out what his new freedom meant.
"Say, what's the matter with you ?" called Lucy, disdainfully.

"Are you lazy?
Or don't you believe I can ride you ?" Whereupon she dug him with her spurs.

Sage King snorted.

His action shifted marvelously.