Vincenzo's POV
She wore brown riding pants with lace-up boots and a white, long-sleeved blouse. Her hair tied up into a high ponytail with a brown cloak on but it was one of those trendy cloaks where it only had a single button on the neck so everything underneath would be visible.
And it was definitely visible. Her long, shapely legs were on sight for everyone to see but she either didn't care or didn't notice. Of course, her legs were covered thanks to the fabric of the pants but it's almost like a second skin.
"I'm ready," she smiled up at me and I finally snapped out of my daze.
"Good, let's go," I turned around and fixed the reigns on Deus then turned to Nora who was looking around the area awkwardly.
"Where's my horse?" She asked.
"You don't have one," I replied.
"What? Then how do you expect me to go?" She raised a questioning brow.
"You'll ride with me."
"Won't that be uncomfortable?"