Chapter 23

“That is a beautiful horse you got there. Does it have a name?” one of the riders asked.

“Ariel, his name is Ariel,” I answered, holding my horse close and looking into his eyes. I was so proud of the horse that Duke gave to me.

“Hope you stay behind me, Ariel,” he said and laughed.

I got the dark humor, but I was not in the mood for any bad energy. All I wanted to do was to focus on the race ahead of me, and soon, the gunshot was fired, and the race began.

I had galloped at high speeds with Ariel before, so it was not the first time. I started off fair, being in the fourth position out of eight riders. I then tried to increase my speed, and I was riding in the second position. The speed was too much for me as I felt I was losing air, but I decided to hang on.

The race ended with me coming out in the fifth position out of the eight racers. The person who came out in the second position looked at me and said, “With a horse like that, no one would have se