Zara POV

Rex dismounts, then lifts me down. A groom leads the horses away.

We walk toward the umbrella, planning to sit and drink something—settle my nerves.

Nearby, a manager scolds a woman dressed as a stable worker.

I don't pay much attention, sitting under the umbrella and calling for fruit and drinks.

Julia seems recovered, still riding with Yanis. They share one horse, looking intimate.

I smile, thinking happily—maybe Julia will end her single status. My matchmaking efficiency is ...