Chapter 405

Bemard felt a bit of a weight lift off his chest when he saw her smile.

He grabbed her hand and led her to the changing room. After helping her into her riding gear, he turned and ordered someone to fetch his own. Eleanor waited outside, leaning against the fence and idly kicking at the rocks. Suddenly, the door behind her slowly opened…

He was perfectly proportioned, wearing a white tight shirt and a black belt around his waist.

His lower half was in white riding breeches, and he wore black knee–high riding boots

Holding a helmet in one hand, he stood against the light,with his head slightly tilted.

He walked up to Eleanor and buckled the helmet on her.

As he did all this, every move he made radiated an innate nobility and elegance:

Bernard. But he didn’t seem to mind and

Eleanor. He helped her into the saddle

down at the man teaching her to

get the hang of it, you go to hang with your friends…”

leading a pony that was shorter than him, and people in

be the butt of his friends‘ jokes

laughing and said to Eleanor, “Just wait here for

make those who laughed at him regret their

left her under the guard of his

quickly charged off toward the far end of the ring

watched his tall figure

really was

watching Bernard ride, when suddenly someone appeared in front

long time

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