CHAPTER NINE
We rejoined the throngs of people who ambled toward the former barracks. The pair of sliding doors were wide open and revealed a huge dirt ring with bleachers situated on the outskirts. The place was huge and I had no doubt it could have fit several thousand people. Many of the seats were taken by people happily chewing on their boughten food, but the front two rows were mostly empty. The flow of people stalled at the entrance where a ticket booth stood.
“We pay for seats?” I wondered.
“Only for the better seats,” he told me as we moved with the flow. “Those without any coin can still view the show from the higher benches. It’s a major source of income for this stable, and alleviates some of the tax burden.”
I craned my neck to get a view of any of the engines I had
