Charlette’s P.O.V.
“Didn’t you tell him not to take those two horses?” Mona asked me anxiously while watching the match.
“I told him, but I don’t know what he is thinking,” I replied to her with a troubled expression on my face.
Mr. Rashid called this a friendly match, but this match was everything but friendly.
The way, they were continuously cornering both Emanuel and Nicholas, it was clear that they were all after them.
I must praise both Emanuel and Nicholas for their skills as a rider because not only did they succeed in dodging their attacks by moving their horses, no, drugged horses, swiftly, but also managed to take a lead of two goals.
“We can’t help them, right?” she asked me in a very low voice, still anxious and worried.
“This is not the place where we can act recklessly
