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Nayla walked to him and also climbed on his horse. She immediately rapped her arms around his waist.

Verin chuckled. "You're scared, aren't you?"

"I'm not" she protested.

Getshan and Lewan also took their horses and with that, everyone rode away.

It was as if Verin was in a competition with his brother and Lewan. They were fast but he made sure they couldn't keep up with him. He was so fast that Nayla's hold were slowly loosening up. She rapped them again, very tightly. Her chest, pressed against his back.

Her head laid on his back as well as she closed her eyes. She was thrilled and yet, scared. This is fun.

Verin noticed the inconvenience she was facing and slowed down his movements. But Nayla's next words surprised him.

"Don't worry because of me, go as fast as you want" she had told him

"Aren't you scared?" He looked over his shoulder, with creased brows.

"Not at all. It's fun" she replied with so much thrill.

"But you were just rapping your hands around me, for dear life"