Chapter 261 (1/2)

Chapter 261. Can You Handle It? (2)

Translator: Aura / Editor: SaWarren

The ride on horseback was pleasant. The sunlight fell through the leaves of the tall trees, and reflected finely on Heinley’s hair. Every time Heinley smiled, he gave off a nature-like scent.

I loved the way his hair fluttered in the wind. Every time our gazes met, he would smile to the point where his eyes curved. In those moments, I felt a tingle in my heart as if I was being stroked caressed with a feather.

After a while, Heinley suddenly rode forward quickly on his own and said,

“Huh? There’s something over there, My Queen.”

I followed him despite being confused, but Heinley stopped his horse and smiled awkwardly.

“My Queen, I can go alone.”

“Didn’t you say there was something?”

I asked as I pulled out the bow I had on my back that I hadn’t been able to use until now. Heinley’s eyes widened and he waved his hands.

“It’s not that.”

“?”

“It’s just… that I’d like to go alone right now. It’s a gift I want to give My Queen.”

After he finished talking, Heinley rode quickly again, and asked me to follow him from a distance.

What had he seen?

Although it seemed strange to me, I did exactly as he asked. Just in case, I held the bow in my hands unstrained.

As I looked around unable to see Heinley, I suddenly heard a scream not far away. It wasn’t a loud scream, but it was definitely Heinley’s voice.

I turned my horse and headed in that direction in a hurry. Unexpectedly, Heinley was in a duel with a small, fluffy, little fox.

A duel? Should it be called a duel?

His horse was nowhere to be seen, and Heinley bared his teeth at the fox. Instead, the fox wagged his tail back and forth as if he were playing.

When I got off the horse, the fox came running towards me like a deer, and acted cute again. He was a very affectionate fox. When I scratched his chin, he made a peculiar sound and wagged his tail while smiling like Heinley.

It was cute… Heinley didn’t like foxes? Why would he act that way with such a small, tame animal?

When I looked at him puzzled, Heinley shouted hurriedly.

“My Queen, that fox is pretending to be tame right now!”

“…”

“I’m serious, It’s cute on the outside, but in reality it’s evil and wicked! It’s dangerous!”

As I stroked the fox’s head, Heinley’s voice gradually faded. When the fox approached Heinley docilely, he pretended to have suffered and said,

“My Queen, you saved me. You are my savior.”

“I did nothing.”

“Your very presence helped me.”

It was suspicious. When I squinted slightly, Heinley suddenly grabbed one leg and said pretending to be in pain,

“Ow, ow! I think I fractured my leg falling off the horse, My Queen.”

He fractured his leg falling off the horse? But he didn’t have a scratch on the rest of his body? It was even more suspicious.

However, since Heinley put his hand to his forehead and muttered feebly, “I have a fever,” I first held him and helped him onto my horse.

“It reminds me of the past. Although it’s not old enough a memory to call it that.”

Heinley whispered as he hugged me tightly from behind. His voice was pleasant to listen to, but I frowned because the body temperature I felt as our bodies came into contact kept bothering me.

He didn’t seem to have a fever either.