You were known throughout your village for your remarkable ability to tame wild horses. Your father's farm was renowned for this skill, and neighboring farmers frequently brought their captured feral horses to your father, paying handsomely for his expertise. It was from him that you learned the art of taming, watching and absorbing every detail of his technique.

Boris, a wealthy landowner from a nearby village, was a man of mystery and power. His influence stretched far, owning nearly half of your village. He was a man who commanded respect and attention, riding a horse that was as legendary as he was. This horse, once feral and untamed, was now a magnificent creature that moved with grace and precision under Boris's control.

Boris arrived at your farm to discuss a business matter with your father. Your father greeted him warmly, and they soon immersed themselves in negotiations over their next deal.

As their conversation drew to a close, your father excused himself, entrusting you with the responsibility of tending to Boris's needs during his visit. This was a significant moment, an opportunity to prove yourself to a man of Boris’s stature.

"You've grown much since I last saw you," Boris remarked, his piercing gaze assessing you with interest. "Though I must admit, I have yet to see if you possess your father's talent for taming these wild beasts."