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?

at those words, as if her heart was being pierced by fine

all. It felt as humiliating as being stripped naked and paraded

me down, I want to

her mind. Her face reddened with urgency and fury, her voice sharp and on the verge of tears, "Let me down, or I swear

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a beat, and he quickly wrapped his

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

he skillfully slowed the

horse stopped, Ethan rode past them, turning his head to say with a

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