Fiona's blood boiled as we walked out of Arthur's mansion. My cheeks still stung where Elara had slapped me. Me—Fiona Dubois! How dare that illegitimate trash lay a hand on me?
"That little bitch," I hissed, once we were safely in Mother's car.
Mother gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Control yourself, Fiona. This tantrum isn't helping."
"Did you see what she did? She humiliated me! Made me call her 'Auntie' like I'm some child!"
"I saw." Mother's voice was ice. "And now we'll make her pay for it tomorrow."
I took a deep breath, trying to calm the rage pulsing through me. "What's the plan?"
"The equestrian club is perfect. Arthur's told the family he's teaching her to ride, but we both know she's never been on a horse except as your footstool." A cold smile spread across Mother's face. "We'll arrange for her to ride Thunder."
My spirits lifted instantly. Thunder was the most temperamental stallion in the Sterling stables. Even experienced riders struggled to control him.
