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:

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

Eleanor. He helped her into the saddle and led

looked down at the man teaching her to ride and smiled.

of it, you go to hang with

shorter than him, and people in

stay with her and let him be the butt of his friends‘ jokes so she told him to go with his friends.

men who were laughing and said to

ride, but he wanted to make those who laughed at him regret their

from the pony, left her under the guard

far end of the

watched his tall figure on

he really

the rest area, watching Bernard ride,

long time no

white riding gear looked down at Eleanor, with

and saw Teresa blocking her view. Her

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