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Thadn’t thought of that. Who didn’t know how to ride?
"Damn it, I keep making this harder for myself. Come on, my
troublesome Ss, I’ll have to take you with me," I sighed in
resignation, hearing his steady footsteps follow me
Honestly, I was amazed by his resilience. Yesterday, he had been on
the brink of death, and today, while not fully recovered, he wasn’t
doing too badly for an elemental.
"T’m vacating the room," I informed the innkeeper.
"You are always wee, Your Ladyship, whenever you wish..." he
said with his usual false reverence.
Iwalked toward the stable, feeling slightly irritated, where they
were already bringing out my horse.
“alright, I’ll mount first, and this stablehand will help you up
"No, I... can do it myself," he replied, his voice low and serious.
I gestured for the stablehand to leave.
"You do realize you’ll have to touch me when you get on, right?" I
pointed out, even considering making him walk, but that was
impossible. The journey was too long—he’d arrive the day after
tomorrow if I waited for him.
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think I can do it if it’s you, mydy," he confessed, though he
didn’t sound very convinced.
Tnodded and climbed onto the horse, taking the reins, then
extended my arm to him.
"Come on, get up."
He hesitated for a second, staring at my hand, his entire body
screaming resistance.
Iwas being more than patient. The real Electra would have already
cut his head off slowly and certainly wouldn’t have soiled her
precious hand with a ve’s
She would have been the one to feel repulsed at being touched by
this defective elemental.
Atst, I felt his rough grip, his palm damp with sweat, trembling
slightly.
"Put your foot in the stirrup and push yourself up," I instructed.
He obeyed, seeding after several attempts.
He was strong and intelligent.
‘The warmth of his body immediately pressed against my back. I
tried to shift forward as much as possible, but there was no way to
avoid my hips brushing against hisp.
“I won’t ride too fast, but you need to hold onto something, If you
don’t want to grab my waist, then hold onto the back of the seat,"
I told him, nudging the horse forward slightly.
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His posture remained rigid, his hands apparently gripping the
leather saddle instead.
"Hold on tight. If you fall, you’re staying behind. Hah!"
1 flicked the reins, and the ck stallion galloped through the
stable doors, heading toward the dirt road.
I wasn’t entirely sure where the auction was—only the name of the
city—so I was headed in that direction.
In my excitement over the open road and the pleasure of riding
such a magnificent animal, I forgot I had apanion as stiff as a
board clinging nervously to my back
‘The horse reared slightly when a fox darted out from the forest,
crossing our path. As I controlled the reins, two strong hands
suddenly seized my waist.
I said nothing and continued riding, but the sensation of a man
pressed so closely against me, his warm breath constantly fanning
the back of my neck, felt... strange.