When Abel went back to the Triumph Boulevard, he saw Lorraine training a warhorse that he had once rode. Ever since Black Wind was in the house, he decided to let Lorraine have his horse.
"Stretch your left leg, Lillac; Not your right," Lorraine said. She was training her horse to do a dance move.
"You are a good trainer, Loraine. I didn't think that it's going to be this fast for you to train this horse to do dressages."
Abel was glad with the way that Loraine was spending her time. As an elf, it was hard for her to integrate into human society, let alone with other upper-class human females. Since Loraine wasn't very interested, to begin with, she spent her time with the warhorse that Abel gave her
"Abel, you're back!" Lorraine called out, then threw the reins back to Marcy, the family trainer. She ran to grab Abel's arms.
"Sir," Marcy took the rein and bowed to Abel.
"Marcy, thank you for training this horse," Abel smiled.
