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She was right about one thing. Princess didnât mind Violeta riding her, but she just stood there without. moving.
Violeta glanced at the bridle around Princessâs mouth and promptly removed it.
Seeing this, Sawyer quickly tried to stop her. âDonât, Ms. White! Without the bridle, you wonât be able to control her!â
The bridle was essential for steering the horse, much like a carâs steering wheel.
Princess already had a wild temperament, and without the bridle, it could be dangerous.
With the bridle off, Violeta threw it to the ground.
Princess shook her mane, looking as if a burden had been lifted.
Violeta patted her fur and leaned in whisper something in her ear.
Suddenly. Princess neighed loudly and took off like a bolt of lightning.
A gust of wind and a cloud of dust marked their departure, and in an instant, Princess Violeta had vanished from sight.
Fortunately, the timer had started the moment Princess bolted.
No one had expected Princess to take off like .
Concerned for Violetaâs safety, Niall quickly jumped into a nearby offâroad vehicle.
âQuick, follow her!â
Everyone else hurried into the vehicle, hitting the gas and speeding after them.
The scene was completely unexpected.
Nyla, left in the dust, spat out dirt and cursed, âSheâs going to fall off! Sheâll break her neck!â
Princess, with Violeta on her back, sped ahead across the vast grassland.
The landscape was open and clear.
With no bridle to hold onto, Violeta clung tightly to Princessâs mane, bending low to reduce air resistance and minimise the risk of being thrown off.
and the others followed in the offâroad vehicle.
Niall lowered the window and shouted through a megaphone, âVio, be careful!â
Hearing him, Violeta turned her head briefly to look at them.
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From behind, all they could see was a blur of white and a faint glimpse of Violetaâs light purple jacket, flying ahead with grace and speed.
In the offâroad vehicle, Jasper stood up through the sunroof, using his phone to zoom in and catch a better view of Violeta on the white horse.
Suddenly, silk lavender ribbon fluttered through the air.
Jasper reached up and caught it.
It was the ribbon Violeta had tied in her hair, likely blown off by the wind.
He looked at the ribbon in his hand, then folded it and placed it in his pocket.
The 1.8âmile distance seemed vast, yet three minutes felt like a blink of an eye.
As Nyla was still sipping her Earl Grey tea, she was startled to see the horse and rider racing back towards them from the horizon..
âMs. Smith! Look, that woman is returning!â
Nyla, midâsip, nearly choked and scalded herself. âWhat? Sheâs back already!?
âShe didnât fall off?â
âLooks like she didnât,â
How could this be possible?
That white horse had become so docile?
âWhatâs the time?â Nyla jumped up from her chair and ran to check the timer.
Her record was three minutes and six seconds.
The current timeâ¦
Just over three minutes had passed.
Princess crossed the infrared line, and the timer stopped.
âThree minutes and one second.
Nylaâs entourage stood in stunned silence.
After finishing the race, Princess went to the water trough to drink.
Violeta dismounted, and the innâs staff quickly led Princess away to cool her down.
Nyla couldnât believe the timé displayed on the timer. She had broken my record!?
The offâroad vehicle returned, and Niall and the others got out. They had all witnessed Violeta breaking
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âI won. Bring the whip!â
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Nyla snapped back to reality at Violetaâs words. âNo, I donât believe it! Thatâs just an old horse. How could it beat my record? You must not have run the full 1.8 miles!â
Sawyer stepped forward. âNyla, we recorded everything from the car. Ms. White completed the full 1.8 miles.â
Every horseback riding challenge required thirdâparty verification. Although it wasnât prestigious competition, fairness was still essential.
The inn always arranged for staff to record the event.
This time, Sawyer himself had recorded it. With video evidence, there was no way to cheat.
Nyla narrowed her eyes. âHow did you tame that white horse!!â
Violeta replied, âThatâs none of your business. Bring the whip. Iâm going to give her a lash.â
The innâs staff hesitated. Sawyer gave them a nod, and they turned to fetch the whip.
Nyla was furious. She never expected that an old horse and this seemingly fragile woman could her record.