Ife tried to distract herself from his proximity. She struggled to focus her mind on something else, anything apart from his breath brushing against hers, his gentle voice apologizing after a high jump, or when the horse stumbled into a hole or rough path causing them to stumble.
This was Hulk, dear ancestor's, someone she had known for a long time. So why was it now that she was beginning to feel all of this? Or was it just the close proximity?
They passed through a dense forest until they reached a little hut nestled on the outskirts of the kingdom. The hut had a small fire lamp glowing against a wall, illuminating the area.
Hulk spoke behind her, "We have to keep him here, out of reach from people."
His voice caressed her neck, but Ife ignored it and replied, "Good."
