Caroline did not know that someone was already busy preparing for their marriage. She entered the stable and saw a black stallion. "I want this."
The stableman looked at Edwin, who was behind her, and said, "Sir, this..."
"I was thinking of showing off how to pick a horse in front of you, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to do it at all. Out of so many horses, you picked the best one with a single glance."
Edwin pretended to look regretful, but his words affirmed Caroline's judgment. Then, he said, "But this horse has been very arrogant since it was young. It is wild and mischievous, and it will not let anyone get close to it easily. So, for ordinary guests, we will suggest that they choose another horse."
The black horse seemed to understand that Edwin was talking bad about it. It raised its hooves unhappily and rubbed its head against his hand. It looked like it was making a scene, but it was actually acting coquettishly.
