Chapter: Trip to the Countryside

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The sun wasn't up when James snuck into Nayla's bedroom to shake her awake to request her to get up, wear riding gear and be prepared for anything.

An apple was tossed to Nayla by James when she finally arrived downstairs to the foyer, all ready for whatever adventure James was going to do today. There were no words exchanged between the two as they went out front of the house.

Only one horse was present making Nayla to glance at James with raised eyebrows. James got onto the horse first then he simply held his hand out to her to help her up onto the horse. Nayla did not accept his hand, but rather showed James that she could easily get up onto the horse behind him. She adjusted herself then her hands came up to grasp his hips.

"You should hold on more tightly." James lowly mumbled.

No argument, Nayla wrapped her arms around James waist just as he tapped the horse onto the side to begin moving.

The whole ride was in silence.

Nayla took in the surroundings as they went from the lively streets to the outskirt of England. Dirt roads, farmlands and woods. A lot of surroundings woods area. She pressed the side of her face against his back and shut her eyes, enjoying the wind that surrounded them.

When the house came to a stop, Nayla open her eyes to take in her new surroundings. In the countryside with a large old wood house nearby a farm with a watermill attached to it due to the river that ran through. Her eyes flicker around some more to see that the place seem uninhabited, until she caught movement in the windows of the house that James and her rode by.

"Are you going to tell me why we are here?" Nayla question as she slid off the horse.

James landed behind her with a low grunt. He fixed his gloves then he walked by her, heading toward the farmhouse where he pushed open the large barn door. Nayla follow James, curious to what this place was.

"Mr. Cholmondeley will be working here."

"Doing what exactly?" Nayla eyed James as he pushed his fingers across dusty tables before turning to her.

Nayla felt a chill run up her back making her to glance behind her to see nothing. Nothing but the feel of staring. The familiar tug in her stomach made her to sharply inhale and her eyes open up where she began to get the familiar flashes of images.

It wasn't clear, but she saw flashes of somebody charging her then a image of her staring up at the sky with this tingling pleasurable warm feeling.

A hand on her side got Nayla to be pulled out of the visions to find herself staring into James eyes.

"What did you see?"

"Nothing of concern. Do not worry." Nayla told him with the tiniest of grins.

James eyes narrowed on her, not fully believing her, but decided not to pressure her into telling him. He need to show her that he trust her judgements. So, James gave her a nod and he move around her to head back outside.

Outside, James walked up to a wagon that contained hay. He sat on the edge of it, swinging his legs before lying back against the hay.

Nayla came to stand nearby, eyeing him with her arms crossed over her chest. She watched as James pulled his top hat over his eyes to most likely take a nap or go into deep thinking while waiting for the chemist to show up.

"Come. Lie down."

"You told him to arrive around this time, right?"

"Do you think he will?" James pushed his hat only up a tad bit to eye her.

For a few seconds, Nayla thought about the chemist and his personality. It made her to give a small nod to herself as she got a feeling that the chemist wasn't a punctuational man. Turning on the heel of her riding boots, Nayla pulled herself up onto the cart to lie back against the hay, beside James.

The two laid in silence.

Nayla glanced at James in the corner of her eyes as she thought about how he didn't answer her question earlier about the purpose of the chemist. Adjusting herself, she turn onto her side to face James, lying her head on her clasped hands.

As if feeling her stare, plus feeling her moving about, James move his top hat that was over his eyes again to glance at her in the corner of his eyes.

"What?"

"What is his purpose, James? You told me something about him creating components together."

James stared at her for a few seconds before pulling his top hat over his eyes. He gave a small grunt not wanting to explain himself. He wasn't one to explain his plans for those that have used to him. Then again, he did explain her purpose to him.

Seeing that James was going to ignore her, Nayla took his top hat right off his head causing his eyes to snap open and directly stare at her. He continue to stare at her even as she lean over him.

"I'm waiting."

Still no words, Nayla rolled her eyes and dropped his top hat back on his face. She laid back onto her back, but turn herself away from James. A bit upset, but annoyed more than anything when James goes into those modes where he will not talk at all. All he would do was stare or let out a low humming sound.

A hand pressing against her lower stomach got her eyes to snap open. The warmth of a breath against her right ear. A solid body pressed close against her back.

"He will be use for explosives."

"Explosives."

James did not reply anymore as he told her the truth about Mr. Cholmondeley chemist work. He did not want to explain himself and by Nayla not speaking anymore, only nodding, he knew that she will not be asking anymore.

With Nayla pressed against his body, James kept her close. He shut his eyes as he believe that he could get a quick nap in. Nayla was not pulling away making James to keep hold of her. He could feel her adjust herself to get comfortable in his hold before she stop moving. After a few minutes, Nayla seem to go lax making James to know she fell asleep.

A quick look around their surroundings, James tipped his top hat down over his eyes to get some sleep too.

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Hi Everyone,

Here was a new chapter. It's shorter than the usual, but I split this chapter in half.

Thank You!