Lukas sat down beside Yaho, settling into the comfortable chair as the sun lit up the open field in front of them. The event was just starting, and all the horses were being walked out one by one for everyone to see. This was a traditional part of the event—it gave people a chance to observe the horses closely before placing their bets. Each horse had a number, and a handler walked them slowly in a circle, giving the crowd a clear view of their build, size, and energy.
Lukas watched carefully, his eyes scanning every detail. But he didn't just look at the horses—he also focused on the riders. He knew that in horse racing, the rider was just as important as the horse. A skilled rider could make all the difference, even if the horse wasn't the fastest. The way they sat, held the reins, and connected with the horse mattered more than most people thought. Lukas leaned forward a bit as each rider passed, studying their posture and confidence.
