~ Andrea ~ It has been years since I had my last horse ride with Trinitus, so it was no wonder why I was partly having a difficult time now. Grabbing the pommel of the saddle, I poised in an awkward position. My left foot was neatly placed in the stirrup, ready, but for some reason, I couldn't freaking lift myself up to get to the seat. I remembered being able to effortlessly flung myself onto the horse, but I was younger then. Right now, I seriously have gained a bit of weight—and curves—to be unable to get this simple action right. Enrique, posing as a gentleman as usual, helped me up by putting both of his hands on my waist and lifted me to the seat. I immediately shot a glare towards Eriol’s way who stood in front of the two horses holding the reins. My glare meant, 'don’t do anything stupid,' and by stupid meant, 'don’t hurt the man with your supernatural abilities!' He only responded with a cold grin; his lip
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