To calm his pounding heart, Loic took a deep breath, filling his lungs.
‘Get a grip.’
“Won’t Pyros feel too heavy with two people riding him?”
“He probably won’t even notice that you’re on him.”
Loic barely held onto his sanity as he answered Annette’s innocent question.
At that moment, Pyros lifted his head, and Annette’s small shoulders flinched.
“Are you scared?”
“A little.”
Annette glanced down and spoke in a rare nervous tone.
“It’s much higher than I expected.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll hold you tightly.”
He wrapped one arm firmly around her waist, and Annette flinched in surprise.
“If you get too nervous, you can hold the reins here.”
Her small hand gripped the reins so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
Her tense little head looked unbearably cute.
Loic gently closed his hand around hers, helping her hold the reins.
“Then let’s go.”
He lightly nudged Pyros’s side…
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