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Killian's point of view

I got on the horse, behind Sheila. I wrapped my arms stylishly around her, reaching out to the reins in her hands. I smiled at the sparks that formed there. Sheila retracted her hands, folding them against her chest.

I sighed, tugging harder on the reins, navigating the horse out of the human village. Soon we were back in the woods