The storm is approaching

 After their little punishment session, Abrielle's legs were too tired from running continuously. Cedric, a caring husband, is offered to carry her.

 The prince's consort, with a silly grin, requested a piggyback ride. It was still raining, Cedric squatted before Abrielle for her to climb on. She quickly got on with a giggle escaping her lips.

 

 It felt like her childhood fancies, the original Abrielle never had moments like this. She was a sickler as a child and spent most of her time indoors, while Hazel enjoyed a piggyback ride when she was still a child. The few memories she had of her father.

 

 "You are really enjoying this," Cedric commented,

 

 "Can't a girl have a little fancy?" Abrielle chimed.

 

 "Hold on tight," he said without any further warnings; a dark smoke engulfed them, and the environment changed. Abrielle was disoriented because it was the first time she had experienced teleportation.