Sylvaine selected a slightly shimmery white sheet and began folding, with deft, elegant movements; Yuuta watched with wide eyes as it became a little horse.

Yuuta thought of Joshua riding up to collect him, resplendent on an elegant white horse, and ducked his head, cheeks warming.

He startled as Sylvaine held the little paper horse out to him with a knowing smile, and felt himself blushing even more . . . but he took it with a murmur of thanks.