In her daze, Zahara caught a whiff of a familiar scent that abruptly brought her back to reality.
'Wait, how could he be here?'
Before Zahara could react, Xavier had already taken control of the reins, skillfully guiding the horse into a series of circles and side-passes while gently stroking its coat.
Soon, the agitated horse calmed down and stood still, obediently awaiting further commands.
Xavier unwrapped his arms from around Zahara and gracefully leaped off the horse's back.
Then, he reached out his hand and gently but firmly encircled Zahara's waist.
As if drawn by an unseen force, Zahara unconsciously extended her hand, lightly placing it on Xavier's shoulder.
The next moment, as Xavier lifted Zahara off the horse in a princess carry, she instinctively wrapped her arms tightl
