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As Adonis got Zeus ready who still looked at me like my existence was a huge inconvenience for him and Apollo got his stallion Poseidon who was perfectly white, and probably the cleanest horse I had ever seen. Maria and I sat under a large wooden open gable roof gazebo just a few metres away from the paddock.
There was a table of snacks and drinks, with multiple seating areas.
"So which horse traumatized you from ever riding again?" Maria teased after had gotten drinks.
"Mercury," I would never forget.
"Mercury is such a sweet heart I'm surprised."
"I am to blame I pulled on his reigns a little," I chuckled.
"I don't know if you know Aries but he is a firecracker. I don't know what Apollo was thinking allowing me to ride him," she rolled her eyes, "he is literally named after the god of war it already explains a lot."
