Even to a novice like Camila, they looked impressive.

Clearly, these were top-notch horses.

Milton Hector, probably tipped off about Isaac's visit, greeted them warmly.

“Not alone today, Mr. Johnston?" he quipped, eyeing Camila.

“First time with a lady, eh?" he remarked to Camila, “We hope you'll come back again."

Camila nodded graciously.

Isaac whispered in her ear, "He's the owner, Mr. Hector."

Camila nodded in understanding.

"It is my first time riding so please pick a gentle one for me," she asked.

"Don't worry. I got you," Milton reassured.

"Mr. Johnston, go change your clothes, and I'll pick the horses,"

Milton said, turning to Isaac.

Isaac nodded in agreement.

Behind them stood a building, Isaac's private spot.

Only the wealthy hung out here.

Isaac had his gear stored here.

They stepped inside and a staff member brought Camila's riding gear.

The service here was top-notch.

The outfit fit perfectly.

Isaac wore black and Camila was dressed in bright red.