Zacharias kept a steadying arm around Merlin, just incase - and because the closeness was nice. He nodded his head. "It is - well, my family's. That's where I grew up." He nodded down towards the house, Smith Manor, where his parents still resided. And where Zacharias visited, came for dinner, came to ride.
When he was sure Merlin was steady on his feet, he stepped away, and took hold of his hand again, leading him into the stables.
Inside was warm, the air rich with the scent of horses and hay. Many of the stalls had horses in them, although some were empty, the horses outside in the fields. "Do you know how to ride?" he asked.