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AS VAELORA inched closer to the marked lanes for riding, Saphaira shot her a challenging stare. She wasn't surprised. Saphaira was audaciously 'bold', compared to the other candidates. Maybe it was because Draekon's attention made her feel special. But Vaelora was determined to show her who called the shots. "Veylor." One of the chiefs called Draekon's attention. It turned out to be Chief Angus. "Yes, Chief Angus?" "It has come to my notice that the Luna rides almost every evening, and she has a special horse." Angus began. "I believe for that reason, the horses set aside for the competition, should be randomly given to each participant. It would be unfair if the Luna rides on a horse she happens to be very familiar with." The sound of that didn't bode well with Draekon, but he tri

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