Penelope Featherington had become well liked in the French social circuit. She was known for taking in people who needed it, always lending a hand and saving girls from mad marriages all the time.
Over time she had grown even more into her body and her curves, she had learnt what colours complimented her truly and what dress style. She earnt a nickname as the Lady with the fan as she never did not have a fan. She also liked to hit people with it.
Penelope often held show jumping, dressage, cross-country, showing and other equestrian events at her beautiful mansion. She had hired a few more stable hands to help Mr Verde, her head groom and stable manager. As newly crowned princess it was her responsibility to hold this event especially because of her knowledge, grounds and knowledge in equestrian events.
Paris and London although still foals showed promise in the future. And Belle and Forest had been trained by Penelope herself to only be the best, same goes for Night and Heart.
"Monsieur Verde I have received confirmation of those competing. Can you please prepare all the stalls and the rings ahead of their arrival tomorrow?" Penelope spoke with elegance and an air of charm.
"Oui Mademoiselle Penelope." Mr Verde said before firing off orders.
"Merci Monsieur, if I am needed I shall be in the show jumping arena with Belle." Penelope said leading Belle by the reins. Belle had become known on the show jumping and dressage circuit for being graceful, a clean jumper and only to work well for Penelope. They had a bond, unlike any other.
Mounting Belle swiftly Penelope was leading her over a small show jumping course. They began swiftly and with grace, Penelope staying steady as they took each jump with perfection. Instead of stopping after completing one round they kept going, it was not taxing to Belle as the jumps where rather small and they where rather close together.
After Belle was doing it with not a single hoof in the wrong place Penelope dismounted. She quickly set up a full sized show jumping course as Belle waited. Mounting Belle with ease Penelope led the beautiful mare to their starting position. With a small squeeze Belle took off, she cantered up and took the first fence with ease, the double they made look as if it was trotting poles. The oxer to them was nothing and neither was any other jump. As she finished the course she slowed Belle to a trot, swung her leg round so she sat side saddle before elegantly slipping off as if it was a couch.
She looked up at the sound of clapping to see her mother, Portia Featherington and her sisters and their husbands.
"Hello mama, Phillipa, Prudence, Albion, Harry. This is Belle. Are any of you competing?" Penelope had forgotten that the competition she was hosting was a world-class, international one of which people from all over would be visiting.
"Hello Penelope, yes both Harry and Albion are competing in the show jumping, eventing and dressage."
"Ahh well why don't you introduce me to your horses, they will be the first ones here other than my own." Penelope answered with elegance, although she was wearing black trousers and an old emerald green cloak she still looked elegant and beautiful, her hair twisted up in a bun as she wore a riding hat.
She led them to the stables where Albion and Harry introduced her to Champion of England and King of Lions. So modest.
"This is Champion of Hearts, her stable name is simply heart although she was named in French as for all my horses. This is Mister Black Night with the stable name, Night.
This is Belle as you know and Forest Fires with the stable name Forest. This is their foal, Paris and a foal I recently brought, London. They are Dutch warm-bloods. I also have Star of Paris, Moonflower, Ramonda and Home of the heart. These ones are all Thoroughbreds.
The easiest way to see my property is over horseback.
Mama, Heart is my most gentle horse she will keep you safe. I would give you Belle but she is rather temperamental and likes to throw others off.
Prudence, you should take Ramonda, while she is spirited I trained her myself and she will carry you well.
Phillipa, you may take Night, he just floats and will never let you fall.
Albion, Harry your horses will need this rest so Albion you take Star of Paris but do not get heavy on the touches, I trained her to respond to the lightest ones.
Albion take Forest, Forest will not take any disrespect and I will not help you if you fall." Penelope made this fact clear as day before leading them through her home. As they reached the grandstands she had constructed she gave them information before leading them back to the stables.
Her mother had a look on her face, pride, a look she rarely used when looking at Penelope.
It made Penelope happy.
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FanfictionPenelope Featherington the little insipid wallflower. That's who I am. I have been fighting my whole life just for a place at the table. So I left to make my own. Here in France.