In the photo, Leo looked so vibrant and warm, like a sun that would never set over the wilderness. Summer felt her cheeks flush. She quickly closed the door, changed, and stepped out.
The two walked to the gathering meadow. Leo held his white horse's reins and offered her a hand. Summer mounted, a faint herbal scent drifting to her nose. Unlike William's cold, heavy scent, Leo carried the fresh fragrance of rain-soaked herbs, putting her completely at ease.
The short journey was over in minutes. A massive bonfire blazed in the middle of the meadow. Locals sang and danced around it, offering cups of local wine and Warm Barley Tea. Unable to cope with their overwhelming hospitality, Summer cast pleading looks at Leo, who managed to wave off the persistent toasts with just a few words.
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