Alaric paused, his gaze drifting downwards, only to catch sight of Hertha's bald head. Though there were hints of bluish hair sprouting, for a woman, that was as good as being bald.

A flicker of surprise crossed Alaric's eyes. Just moments ago, Hertha sported her usual sea-green locks, and he hadn't noticed anything amiss.

To think she was wearing a wig, and her real hairstyle was a bald head? That didn't come to him.

This revelation left Alaric stunned, his lips twitching involuntarily.

Hertha always had a way of surprising him, often leaving him speechless and in awe at her unpredictability.

While Alaric was caught in his surprise, Hertha's heart raced with panic. Her voice was trembling as she shouted, "Stop, Alaric, make the horse stop now!"

"It's alright; it's cooler this way. Let Lightning give us a spin. It's more thrilling than a car ride," Alaric said with a smirk playing on his lips.

Cooler?

discomfort at those words, as

head after all. It felt as humiliating as being stripped

Hertha yelled, "Who wants to go for a ride with you! Alaric, you jerk, let me down, I want to get off!" "You don't know how to

Alaric staring at her bald head and mocking her filled her mind. Her face reddened with urgency and fury, her voice sharp and on the verge of tears, "Let me down, or I swear I'll jump

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a beat, and he quickly wrapped his arms around her to prevent her

"Don't be rash, I'll stop the

slowed the galloping horse to

his head to say with a laugh,

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