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Kaylan stared at Lord Xander, dumbfounded. She couldn't believe it. She thought her ears were deceiving her but obviously, they were not.

Xander stretched his hand, staring at her. "Take my hand, will you?"

Kaylan gasped softly as her gaze dropped down to his outstretched hand. Slowly, she reached out and too his hand.

Still staring down at the joined hands, she couldn't believe how perfectly they match. It was so perfect it brought tears to her eyes.

When she stared up back at his face, she saw the look in his eyes. It was something she'd never seen. Something special. Something unique.

Lord Xander was confused. It was as though, having kaylan's palm in his opened his eyes, his soul, his innermost desires.

They stared at each other for so long. It was something strange and yet, marvelous.

"Let's go. You will make the choice of horse." Lord Xander said and a small smile touched the corner of his lips.

Kaylan smiled as they started walking away. "I already have one in mind. It's white