“Ready to dismount?” When I nod, he reaches for me, splaying his hands around my waist and lifting me from the alicorn. Even after my boots touch the ground, he continues holding me against him for a few moments, searching my face. “You okay?” His warm, solid body, along with the scent of leather and soap, envelops me. I never thought something so simple could smell so good, but it’s intoxicating. “Yes.” I wobble a little when he releases me, but this time, I don’t collapse. “I feel fine.” “Good.” The slight quirk of his eyebrow says he doesn’t quite believe me. “Let me show you how to take
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