Sam had carried me without saying a word. Our pace was slow but steady.
"My lord?" After the long silence between us, I called out.
"Hmm?" Without casting me a glance, Sam hummed a low and soft tune.
"Didn't you say you're faster than the horse's fastest gait?" I asked, curiously.
Since I needed something to divert my attention from noticing every little detail between us, I had to speak. It was only a matter of time until my heart pound against his back.
Sam would probably think it was bizarre to have such a strange heartbeat.
"I did." Without pausing in his pace, he nodded.
I knitted my brows as the corner of my lips curled down slightly.
"Then, why are you so walking slowly?"
Sam was walking the same pace as an elder. It was as if he was just walking through the garden, nonchalant and free.
"Hmm… because I'm carrying you."
"Huh?" I blinked. "Are you worried I'd get hurt?"
