Killian's point of view

I got on the horse, behind Sheila. I wrapped my arms stylishly around her, reaching out to the reins in her hands. I smiled at the sparks that formed there. Sheila retracted her hands, folding them against her chest.

I sighed, tugging harder on the reins, navigating the horse out of the human village. Soon we were back in the woods. Instead of following the main route that led back to the capital, I decided to go through a different route. ...