Wilson raised his hand.
"For fairness," he said. "The stable master will oversee this race."
No one objected.
He stepped back, and then dropped his hand.
The stable master was chosen to be the referee for the horse race. Just as he was about to give the signal for the race to begin, a group of people appeared in the field.
Catherine, Fedor, and Rowaine were walking towards them with a few noblemen.
"I heard that our esteemed guests are having a race with my brother. I immediately had to watch." Fedor said.
Servants that had followed behind them and were carrying chairs immediately placed chairs for the king and the others.
Seeing that the king had settled down, the stable master finally turned to the racers.
On his words, the race began.
The horses surged forward the moment the signal was given, with their hooves striking the ground as they left the starting line together.
