Camilla's POV
"I'm more than pleased. He's elegant," I gushed dreamily. "Does he have a name?"
"Saber," Malakai answered. "And he's a gentleman." He took my hand and placed it on the horse. I rubbed the soft fur, my smile growing wider.
"Hello, Saber." My hand slid toward his neck, my heart racing despite my calm tone. He tensed at my touch, then relaxed at the sound of Malakai’s voice.
"Saber, this is Camilla. My gorgeous mate," Malakai introduced us, stroking the stallion's head. My cheeks grew warmer against the cold.
To my surprise, Saber turned to face me. My heart leapt, thinking he wanted to attack, but Malakai urged me to remain calm. Saber lowered his head in a bow.
Butterflies melted in my belly. I covered my mouth, my blush deepening.
"Told you he's a gentleman," Malakai
