Third Person's POV
Patience's gaze fell on Hazel in Kelsey's arms. "Riding a horse is no big deal, but if you do it just to make men admire you, then our purposes are indeed different."
With that, she handed the reins to a nearby staff.
Hazel's face turned pale and then flushed with anger.
Patience's words were a stinging slap in her face, returning every insult Hazel had hurled at her.
And to make matters worse, Patience had just tamed the horse, leaving Hazel with nothing to say in rebuttal.
Yvette ran to Patience's side, anxiously checking on her. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine," Patience smiled.
Yvette exhaled in relief. "You really scared me! Saving Cyrus was one thing, but taming that horse—do you have any idea how dangerous that was?"
"I'm not that fragile," Patien
