"It's good to have strong determination to achieve your goal, Joanna. But not this time," Canillas chirped, advising his strong-willed wife once he mounted Thunder after he fixed the hem of the cloak she wore to cover her entire attire. "Thunder is a good boy, but not patient enough to stand still in one place for the whole night."
Upon hearing the sarcasm uttered by the man sitting behind her, Joanna offered no response as she fixed her gaze on a pair of big, sun-kissed arms that slid through either side of her waist before resting to hold the rein.
When Joanna lifted her gaze to look at the front of her, she suddenly saw nothing as her sight was filled with darkness, and it happened because her face was now covered in the hood of the cloak she wore.
