Finn leaped from his horse to greet Enna, and she entwined herself into him, their arms around each other, their faces close. Thoug they did not kiss, Rin thought that the way they looked at each other was even more intimate.
'Let's get married,' Enna was saying with yearning in her voice. 'Please, let's get married right now.'
Finn put his face into her neck and whispered something that made her hum.
Finn, do you see the lias—whatever, the orange-haired girl?” Razo Gestured ahead. “Do you think she’s pretty?”
Finn glanced Dasha’s way, then returned his attention ot his horse. “She’s all right.”
“Really? Just all right?”
Finn shrugged.
Razo rolled his eyes. “What am I saying? He doesn’t think any girl is pretty but Enna.”
“Are there any girls but Enna?” Finn called back.
“There’d better be.
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