"Hold you? Where exactly?" I asked, raising a brow.
"Fufufu~ on my hips, of course," she replied. "Where else? Though, I would have allowed you to touch my breasts," she said with a smirk that was way too calm for what she just said.
"Maybe next ti," I said, trying to keep my composure, though my face probably said otherwise.
"You’re shier than I expected, Sir Leon," she teased.
I sighed quietly, then placed my hands around what I guessed were her hips, the spot where her human torso connected to her horse body. It felt strange, but not uncomfortable. The warmth radiating from her skin was oddly grounding.
She let out a small chuckle, clearly entertained by how cautious I was being. Then, she straightened up and looked ahead with a confident grin.
"Now then, brace yourself, Sir Leon," she said.
And before I could even reply, she moved.
The world blurred for a mont as she dashed forward with explosive speed. The wind howled past my ears, the scenery lting into streaks of green and gold. My body lurched slightly, and I instinctively tightened my grip around her.
She was fast. Ridiculously fast.
Holy shit.
Kali was fast.
No, saying she was fast didn’t even co close. She was insanely fast—like a damn bullet with hooves.
It didn’t feel like I was riding a centaur anymore and more it felt like I’d sohow hopped on a motorcycle that soone shoved into overdrive. The world around blurred into streaks of color—the trees, the grass, even the clouds looked like they were being sared across a painting by sheer speed alone.
How the hell could she even move this fast?
"Fufufu, do you enjoy riding , Sir Leon?" she said, her playful tone cutting through the roar of the wind.
Enjoy? That word didn’t even scratch the surface. I was practically hanging on for dear life while grinning like an idiot. This was probably the fastest I’d ever gone in my entire life—and, damn, I loved every second of it. My hair whipped wildly in every direction, stinging my face as the wind slamd against so hard I half-expected it to tear right off her back.
It was both terrifying and exhilarating, like I was riding a storm that had decided to grow a pair of hooves.
After a while, Kali slowed down a little, probably realizing I was seconds away from being turned into a flying projectile. The rush of wind softened into sothing bearable, letting finally take a proper breath without feeling like I was trying to inhale a tornado.
"I want to show you sothing, Sir Leon," she said suddenly, her voice calm but mysterious.
Her hooves clacked rhythmically against the earth as we moved forward again. Each step echoed faintly through the quiet forest until, after what felt like a long stretch, we finally arrived at the place she wanted to see.
And damn... it was stunning.
The land opened up before us, revealing a massive horizon that stretched endlessly beneath a wide, golden sky. We stood at the edge of a cliff that overlooked a vast sea of trees below, their leaves shimring under the sunlight like a thousand erald scales. Birds glided lazily across the open air, their calls echoing faintly in the distance. Everything felt calm—untouched, like the world had forgotten how to breathe chaos here.
"It’s beautiful, right?" she asked, her voice soft and almost wistful. "I actually feel really calm in this place."
"Well, I guess it’s only natural," I said with a small smile. "This place just... feels peaceful."
There was sothing sacred about it, a kind of stillness that made you forget danger even existed.
"Actually," she began again, glancing at , "I like your suggestion. The unification of all the tribes and kingdoms, I an."
So she was on board. Unlike her father and brother, who couldn’t even pretend to entertain the thought, she actually understood what I ant. At least Reilhahand said he’d consider it if I managed to get Kali pregnant—but considering wasn’t the sa as agreeing. Even if I succeeded, who knew if he’d really accept it?
"It’s only natural," she continued, her tone turning serious. "I think it’s ti for us to stop clinging to the old ways. Because sooner or later, we’ll be swallowed by things we can’t control—just like you said. Even without the machines you spoke of, I can feel it. We centaurs will eventually be consud by sothing bigger, sothing we can’t fight. That’s why I agree with you. My father hates the idea of mixing with other races, but I think if everyone in the forest stood together, we could actually protect this place."
As she said that, she turned her gaze toward the horizon again. The wind picked up, blowing through her hair in slow, graceful waves. It was like the world decided to dramatize her mont just for the sake of it. Her hair flowed behind her like a silken banner, glinting under the sunlight—it was honestly kind of srizing.
"I don’t want this beautiful sight to be destroyed," she whispered, her tone laced with genuine emotion. "I want this place to stay as it is... or beco even more beautiful. I don’t want it to rot away because of what’s happening outside this forest."
Her words carried warmth, but there was a subtle pain behind them too. That kind of sadness only people who truly love sothing could have. Seeing her like that—so calm, yet filled with passion—it made see a side of her I hadn’t before. She wasn’t just the playful and confident centaur. She was soone who’d fight for what she loved.
"So this is why you accepted to beco my lover without hesitation," I said. "When your father told us he’d consider the unification if we had a child, you didn’t even question it. You just went along with it."
"Oh?" she teased, turning to with a sly grin. "Are you disappointed that the reason isn’t purely out of love? Don’t worry, Sir Leon. When I said I was interested in you, I ant it."
"I see," I said, smiling faintly. "Well, that does make feel better."
"I an, can you really bla ?" she added, her grin widening. "You’re a very interesting man."
I was still seated on her back when she turned her upper body toward , her movents smooth and deliberate. Before I could react, she leaned in and pressed her lips against my cheek.
"That’s how interested I am in you, you know?" she whispered. "And also... that was my first kiss."
...God damn it.
She was too damn cute for her own good. My heart did this weird little jump in my chest that I wasn’t proud of.
Then, with that sa teasing smile, she tilted her head slightly and said, almost innocently, "So... do you want to do it with ?"
She paused for just a heartbeat before clarifying, her voice dropping into sothing sultry, "Sex, I an."
Sex. Here. Out in the open, with the wind blowing and the sky watching?
I wasn’t about to complain—but seriously, how the hell was I supposed to have sex with a centaur?
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