Click clack.
Click clack.
Click. Clack.
"Mmm... Huh?!?" I woke up, bobbing up and down in a sitting position. My hands tightened on reigns—wait—reigns???
"Eep!" Am I on a horse?!? What? Looking around me, I noticed I was in a dense forest. Apart from the painfully obvious path my horse was trotting on. Chestnut. Chestnut? Was that his name? Must be.
Leaning forward, I loosened my legs' grip on Chestnut, and he slowed to a stop. I let out a breath I had been holding, and sighed. I didn't know I knew how to ride a horse. Said horse huffed, tail and mane swaying.
"Plagg? Is this an akuma or something?" I muttered. No response. That's not good. Am I already transformed?
A touch to my head said no to that thought. Those weren't cat ears that I felt. Reaching back into my hair, I grabbed onto what it was and pulled. To my surprise, a golden crown came off my head.
"Ha! I have got to tell Mari—" Marinette. She needs me. This path...
Placing the crown atop my head once more, I gripped the reigns and squeezed my legs. A purpose now fresh in mind. Save my Princess.
All thoughts of Plagg gone...
I don't know how, but I knew exactly where to go and led Chestnut easily through the path, through twists and turns, and forks in the way.
What felt like seconds later, we pulled up into a clearing and I immediately stopped Chestnut, my legs loosening against him, my mission burning itself in my mind.
Save the Princess. My Princess.
With all the purpose in the world, my mind in overdrive, I swing myself off of the stallion. I walked over to where a coffin sat in the middle of the clearing.
And now my mission made all the sense in the world.
It didn't bother me in the slightest when I had the overwhelming urge to kiss Princess. I couldn't not do it. This beautiful girl, her lips as red as my Lady, was so alluring that I couldn't resist. So I did it. I kissed her in a feathery kiss that sent shivers down my spine and snapped me out of what ever trance I was in.
I just kissed her. I just kissed Marinette. Why did I—? Something in the back of my mind told me it didn't matter, as she began to stir from what was a peaceful slumber.