Anya could feel the magic the second it was cast, transforming her into a mare pregnant with Sassy. When the spell completed, Anya took the opportunity to flee while the rebels were still blinking away spots from the light of the transformation. Only when she was a safe distance away did she slow and take stock of her situation.
She stopped by a stream and looked at her reflection. She had become a palomino mare of extraordinary beauty, though she knew not what breed. Judging by how wide her belly was, as well as the kicks she felt, she was near term, and would give birth any day. Luckily, the amulet's magic protected Sassy, and when the former Prince was reborn, she would still know who she was. Or he. Anya was unsure of whether the spell had switched Sassy's sex back to male.
Anya would slowly get her magic back as time went on, but depending on the best route to keep the former Prince safe, might remain a mare. At the very least, once she had enough magic to do so, she would give herself a brand in the shape of her family crest. No one would harm a Copperstone horse, and she might even be helped to her family. One thing was for sure. Sassy was as safe as she could be right now.
Satisfied with her plan, Anya decided to get as far east as she could before nightfall. She had only managed to get a few miles away, however, when...