The grand luncheon had wrapped up, and the crowd buzzed with anticipation for the Monster Hunt Festival's one of the most awaited events: the Hunter's Equestrian Display.
Noble households had gathered in full splendor at the arena, their sons mounted on exquisite horses, ready to demonstrate their skills. The ladies were dressed in their finest gowns and lined the viewing stands, their cheers and applause adding to the festive atmosphere.
Vyan leaned casually against a post, a sardonic smile playing on his lips as he surveyed the competitors.
Beside him, his fifteen-year-old cousin Ronan let out a long sigh, clapping with the excitement of a grumpy old man.
"I wish Mother gave me the permission to join this event," he pouted.
"There, there," Vyan patted his shoulder, "You can join from next year," he consoled, as if he wasn't the one who suggested Celeste not to let Ronan join this year.
