The next morning, the knock sounds at my door long before the sun comes up. This time, though, I know it isn’t Lyons—and I’m already wide awake.
It took me some time to come up with today’s wardrobe. Even though we’re sneaking to the stables before sunrise and having our competition in the protection of the secluded woods, I know it's too risky to conjure up the kind of Earthling outfit I ride best in. But if I wear a dress, my odds of winning this thing plummet. So I settled for the kind of outfit I’ve seen on Symone several times: skin-tight breeches, leather boots, and a feminine-cut, black blouse beneath a smaller version of the thick, boiled leather armor vests that Jesse often wears. I even complete the look with a long, hunter-green, hooded cape, just for fun.
I actually look like
