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

gentle pony for Eleanor. He helped her into the saddle and led

at the man teaching her to

some time to get the hang of it, you

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

be the butt of his friends‘ jokes so she told him

at the men who were laughing and said to Eleanor, “Just wait here for me.”

to ride, but he wanted to make those who laughed

left her under the guard of his bodyguards, and mounted a

quickly charged off toward the far end of the ring where he could go full

watched his tall figure on the

he really was

Bernard ride, when suddenly

long time

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