He wanted her to go flying with him. He'd asked before, sure, but she had never said yes. That was, until today. She had no clue why she'd said yes and still had no clue when she'd braided her long hair back so it wouldn't get caught anywhere.
Now, when she was standing on his staff behind him, she still had no clue. That was until he spoke.
"Punzie, you ready?"
She nods into his shoulder, arms tightening around his waist where he'd placed them, telling her to hold on tight. He then proceeds to whisper to the wind, sending a cold draft around them, slightly lifting her skirt form her ankles as they lifted off, a small laugh bubbling from her chest.
Now, she knew why she'd said yes. It was all of this, the adrenalin rush from this new adventure, the feel of him against her, the look of joy on his face when he looked back at her. She was glad she'd said yes.