Lyra and Lyrien walk back to the temple while holding hands, Lyra blushes as they walk back and she constantly touches her lip, not able to get enough of his handsomeness, she continues to peep at him at every opportunity she gets.
"Why are you staring at me?" He asked, as he tightened his grip around her hand.
"Nothing, I … I just," Just as Lyra was about to speak, a horse thundered around the bend, its rider shouting in rage. Lyra's eyes widened in terror as the horse bore down on her, its hooves pounding the earth mere feet away.
Lyrien reacted instinctively, yanking Lyra out of the way just in time both of them fell to the floor and she fell on top of him, her hand was on his chest while closing her eyes in fear. The horse thundered past, its rider's furious face a blur as he shouted curses at them.
Lyra's heart racing, she clung to Lyrien, her eyes fixed on the rider's retreating back. "Who was that?" she whispered, shaken.
