Irene and Suri had already put on their equestrian outfits. Suri wore white tights that matched her hair in a ponytail. Irene then helped Suri put on the helmet and taught Suri how to ride a horse.
"Oh, good afternoon, Your Highness. Pleased to meet you. I'm here because I heard from Rowan that you were practicing riding. I thought you didn't have a teacher yet so I would like to offer myself."
The red cloth that was wrapped around her earlier now fell and sank deep into the dark water. The part she would never want to see again. she will forget it, something so dark and traumatic she will never remember again. she will forget completely and be born as a new figure holding the five hands that are her last help.
The image of a black-haired man approaching and touching her sent waves of relief down her heart. Those red irises were so comforting that she wanted to cry although water still enveloped her.
The wind swirled around Luca's and Edna's bodies. The other three prisoners were slightly shifted by it. And in an instant, Luca turned into a medium-sized yellow dragon with lots of pink spots.
Edna started to cry. Not because of the impact of the throwing stones, but because she realized how weak and fragile a human being was, exactly as described by her master.