Sarah POV
“El Diablo?” Marcus crooked a brow at her while he read the name plaque on the stable door. It was the name of the horse she had picked for him.
“I think he’ll be a perfect fit,” Sarah gave him a sinister smirk while handing him the reign of the big black stallion. He was a Faroe horse, one of the most difficult breeds to train. So was hers, but Sarah, being a trained Equestrian, was more than capable of handling the beast.
“Fiona? Why does yours have such a cute name? Who names them anyway?” Marcus asked, looking from her brown horse with white spots to his enormous black one.
“Oh, trust me, she’s feistier than she looks, and your horse was named by our Spanish stable boy, Enrique. He’s quite the stallion himself,” Sarah winked, leading her horse out of the stable while Marc
