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Horace and Ariel made their way inside the dungeon, it was located in the underground and it didn't seems like the one she cleaned last time, the place look so lonely and hunted, Horace pick up a fire sick before turning to face his mate.
"I will like to hold your hands, my love, because of the slippy floor," he said while stretching out his hand for her to take.
"I'm fine," she replied.
"Okay stick closer to me, so you won't fall," he added nicely.
The both slowly walk down the slippy floor, Ariel who was glancing around in fear, suddenly slipped but before she could kiss the dirty floor, Horace strong arms quickly caught her, and with that gesture and spark their eyes met.
Their blue eyes stared at each other as much emotions ran through them , he circled his hand around her waist, and carried her like a princess.
Ariel gasped on seeing this, she forced to get down but his strong muscular arm held her still.
