“I’m glad.” Lucy was glad to hear he enjoyed the race, it was, after all, one of her shared dreams with her husband. It gave the young girl happiness to hear the contestants’ responses, short or not.
“Oh? that’s kind to offer.” Lucy lifts her hand and held it out for the horse to sniff. “It’s been a good while since I was up close to a horse, personally.”
———❝ She’s an old cunt, but I think that’s what makes her as good as she is. ❞ He smiled at that, petting her white snout with his gloved fingers. The racer paused, eyes then turning to Lucy.
❝ Have you heard of the Spanish Riding School of Vienna? I actually purchased her from this order after they concluded she was too stubborn to ride. ❞
Something he personally found to be the winning ingredient.