In that heart-stopping moment, a firm hand grabbed my collar, yanking me out from under the horse's hooves.
It was Romon!
No wonder he's a world champion—his reflexes were incredible.
After pulling me to safety, he immediately stepped forward, speaking soothingly while grabbing the reins of the agitated horse. The muscles in his arm tensed as he took a few steps closer, and the unruly horse obediently lowered its head under his control.
Meanwhile, Jenny had managed to calm Chestnut, who nuzzled against her hand. From the expression in its eyes, I could almost detect a mix of playful mischief and sulkiness.
I stood up and approached Chestnut, mimicking Jenny by gently patting its neck. Chestnut lifted its head slightly, as if acknowledging my gesture.
Stella, snapping back to reality,
