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:

he didn’t seem to mind and led her

gentle pony for Eleanor. He helped her into the saddle

teaching her to ride and smiled.

get the hang of it, you go to hang

of funny leading a pony that was shorter than

butt of his friends‘ jokes so she told him to

were laughing and said to

to ride, but he wanted to make those who laughed

her under the guard

the reins, he quickly charged off toward the far end

watched his tall figure on the

as he said, he really was a superb

ride, when suddenly someone appeared in

long time no see.”

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