He carried the air of a noble, a unique blend of grace and an aloof charisma that was all his own.


    To her, he was the spitting image of the fairy-tale prince she had imagined.


    As he reached her, Domenic smoothly dismounted and offered the horse’s reins to Lindsey.


    “A horse is a smart creature.


    To master riding, you need to bond with it.


    Go on, touch it, whisper your secrets,” he encouraged.


    Taking the reins, Lindsey caressed the horse’s mane, leaning in to murmur tender words into its ear, feeling her own anxious heart begin to settle.


    She then presented a carrot she’d brought along, offering it to the horse as a gentle bribe.


    Domenic had taught everything well.


    The horse, now gentler, even nuzzled Lindsey’s face.


    “Ready to go?”


    Domenic offered his hand, helping Lindsey onto the horse before he swung up behind her.


    They sat close, his arms encircling her, providing a secure embrace.


    He took the reins and with a gentle nudge, the horse trotted off.


    “First, the basics,” he said, his voice deep and resonant by her ear, his chest aforting presence at her back.


    The crisp scent of snow pines filled the air, distracting her.


    “Focus,” he urged, noticing her wandering attention.


    He yfully pinched her cheek and chuckled.


    Lindsey’s cheeks warmed.


    She gathered her wits, took the reins from him, and mimicked his earlier gesture.


    After thirty minutes, Domenic dismounted.


    “You know the basics.


    Now practice it by yourself.


    ”


    Lindsey climbed down.


    “I’ll be back to practice after a quick break.Owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    ”


    Once she left, Domenic fetched a brown horse, nning to join herter.


    Meanwhile, a woman, guided by several people and a coach holding her reins, entered the grounds.


    Domenic nced at them briefly, uninterested, and stroked the brown horse’s mane.


    Suddenly, a scream pierced the air.


    The woman’s horse panicked and charged towards Domenic.


    Fear gripped the woman, draining the color from her face as she teetered on the brink of falling off her horse.


    Domenic, acting on instinct, swung onto his steed and galloped her way.


    As he whisked by, he effortlessly lifted her from her precarious position and settled her before him, reining his horse to a stop.


    Lindsey, arriving back, caught the unexpected sight of Domenic on horseback, a woman sped in his embrace.


    The woman clung to Domenic, her face buried in his chest, eyes shut tight.