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:

a bit taken aback looking at Bernard. But he didn’t seem to mind and led her to pick a

helped her into the saddle and led the pony around the

man teaching her

need some time to get the hang of it, you go

pony that was shorter than him, and people

making him stay with her and let him be the butt of his

and said to Eleanor, “Just

didn’t want to ride, but he wanted to make those who laughed at him regret

under the guard

far end

watched his tall figure

said, he really was a

in the rest area, watching Bernard ride, when

long time

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