THIRD PERSON’s Pov
As the sun went lower from the sky, casting a tint orange hue on the horizon, Garry and Rosalina returned from the training ground. They rode side by side, guiding their horses back to the quiet stable—just the two of them, with no one else in sight. It looked as if the place wanted to give them some privacy.
"Let me take your horse, Princess Rosalina," said Garry as he swung down from his giant black stallion, the reins gathered loosely in one hand. His other free hand reached out toward Rosalina’s white mare, ready to guide her gently to the ground.
Rosalina shook her head with a smile before mounting off on her own. She then proceeded to stand next to Garry. "It's okay. I want to take care of him myself," she said, referring to her white horse. She took steps forwa
