[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/OEh1rTU.png[/img][color=9AF781][h1]Lord Leo Smithwood[/h1]
Time: Morning, 1 pm
Location: Horse Track
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It was a short and pleasant walk from the arena to the horse track. Excitement filled the air here, a large crowd had gathered, and several people were dwarfed by the large and colorful hats worn by many drawn in more for the hat contest than the race itself. Leo headed to the betting station, glancing briefly at the horse's names and odds before placing a bet. It was less about winning, and more about having a reason to care about the outcome. He was distracted for a moment, as Duke Vikena arrived and his voice was heard clearly throughout the track. The Duke wasted no time in announcing the start of the race, and today, Lorenzo seemed far more in his element than last night. The crowd echoed back the Duke’s enthusiasm and Leo admired the flash of the Duke’s attire. Kier too was in attendance but Charlotte appeared to be noticeably absent. Strange, to not see her here in support of her father but there was a lot going on in Sorian today. So once his bet was placed Leo found a seat and waited for the race. [/color]