Chapter 687:

The horse snorted, shifting uneasily, its hooves pawing at the dirt.

A slow, knowing smile curved her lips.

Horses were perceptive. This one could sense the game she was playing. It huffed a breath against her cheek, frustrated but intrigued.

“You want it?” she teased again, lifting the apple just beyond its reach.

Another deep snort. More stomping.

Corrine couldn’t help but chuckle.

She let the anticipation stretch for a moment longer before finally offering the apple.

The horse hesitated, and then, at last, accepted the fruit, crunching into it with visible satisfaction.

That was her moment. With fluid ease, Corrine tightened her grip on the reins, slid her left foot into the stirrup, and swung herself onto the horse’s back in one smooth motion.

onlookers. Stunned whispers rippled through the

“Wait… what?”

this horse was impossible to

a professional trainer just

Corrine had mounted it as though it were the most natural

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watching from a distance, looked as if someone had struck him

even the most

What just happened?

really succeeded where the professionals had

just one

from the crowd, let a

eyes gleamed with something close to pride

was

on the other hand, narrowed her eyes.

How had this happened?

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