The feeling of breaking free from gravity and cutting through the wind made her want to scream.
Her eyes were covered by warm hands, and the warmth calmed her nerves. The wind howled past her ears, making her cheeks feel chilly.
No wonder Baron Lawrence had insisted she wear a jacket and fasten a hat before they left the house.
Otherwise, she'd surely be freezing by now, not to mention her hair would be a tangled mess from the wind...
As the sensation of ascent began to stabilize,
Enna Clark blinked in curiosity, her eyelashes brushed against his palm, and she softly asked, "Baron Lawrence, can I open my eyes now?"
"You can when you're ready," a deep, husky voice murmured by her ear.
Enna beamed with excitement, "I'm ready."
No sooner had she spoken,
she felt the big hand covering her eyes slowly move away, revealing a vast expanse of azure sea and scattered islands dotting the horizon.
She was flying in the air.
