It had been a couple of days since the mortifying ordeal that was the meeting of the Greeks in the great hall and Draco still couldn’t let go of the fact that his father had been to rude to them. It was extremely embarrassing that the Greeks would think this of the entirety of the French folk and Draco hoped that their trip here wasn’t completely ruined by the rudeness of the king.<br/>Draco had been spending the better part of his morning in the stables, having had a large row with his father earlier in the morning and needing to just not think for a while.<br/>His horse, Eden, was almost shining with how white she was and he black saddle provided a beautiful contrast to the light fur. The stable boys had been hovering over him, having yet to get used to seeing their crown prince getting his own horse ready, but it was how Draco preferred it. He and Eden had a close bond and he liked to spend as much time with her as possible, also considering the fact that he didn’t have many other people to spend time with.<br/>Figuring that she would be ready for a ride, Draco pulled her to the court yard, surprised to see it crowded with people and needing a moment to recognise them as the Greeks.