Ryan let himself to be free, at least for a while.
He urged the horse to run faster, and he let go of the reins for a moment, and with his arms extended, he closed his eyes for a second, trying to enjoy the feel of the air against his face before opening it and guided the horse towards the direction of the castle.
How long?
How long since he had enjoyed simple things like this?
Years. It had been years since he enjoyed nature and horse riding freely.
He had loved to be outside of the castle as a teenager and escaped with Willa whenever he could. He loved it; he loved losing himself in the sounds of the forest, the taste of river water, fishing in a pond, hunting in the wild, setting camp near the mountains, enjoying the sunset in a quiet place, losing himself in the villages with his
