''I need to be honest with you,''
I turn to face Emery, seeing that he's busy looking at a group of men who will be riding with us. Then, he looks down at me, ''I have completely forgotten how to ride a horse.'' He mutters under his breath and within seconds, one of the men starts to approach us; causing him to sigh.
''Your Highnesses, will you be riding today?'' He asks with a smile on his face before glancing at my direction. Both Emery and I return back the smile but from the look on Emery's face, I know he doesn't want to turn down the challenge but neither of us really know how to ride a horse. Well, except for him, he knows very well but he has forgotten about it.
''Of course,'' Emery replies.
Then, he disappears back into the crowd before they all walk towards their horses, getting ready for the ride. I turn to look at Emery once more, bracing myself to place a hand on the side of his face, earning myself a confused look from him but he stays still. We are looking deeply into each other's eyes, ''Try. You might remember how,'' I say as I smile.
He chuckles, ''Might.''
''It's better than nothing,'' I reassure him. He looks back at me, ''Trust me. Get on your horse and show me, we'll get the hang of it, together. How does that sound?'' I lightly tap onto his cheek before walking towards the two horses that belongs to Emery and I.
When I turn to look at him, I see that he has a small smile on his face before he actually starts to make his way towards his white beauty—slowly caressing the side of her face but both of his eyes are still on mine
When I turn to look at him, I see that he has a small smile on his face before he actually starts to make his way towards his white beauty—slowly caressing the side of her face but both of his eyes are still on mine. Within seconds, he has already make his way towards me, slowly picking me up by the waist to place me on my horse.1
With a loud chuckle, I manage to grab other people's attention but Emery doesn't seem to bother as he laughs, surprised to see my reaction. Trust me, we'll appear in the news and my face will probably look like crap due to the fact that the reporters are busy capturing our pictures at all times.
''There,'' He says, looking up at me.
Once he's on his horse, he starts to move a little to the front, trying to get the hang of it while I stay still, watching his every movement. Slowly, I try to get along with my horse by caressing the side of his face—until we finally manage to make them move towards the crowd.
''It has been awhile since you ride, are you sure you'll be alright?'' One of the men asks.
For some reason, Emery finds it as a challenge because he starts to clench his jaw before actually smiling. He glances at my direction, ''We'll get the hang of it, together. How does that sound?'' He points out the question, leaving me smiling and nodding my head while the gentleman nods in understanding.