"Are they competing today?" Eida asked the woman, guiding her towards a bright opening, almost shouting for her to hear her question.
She could hear the roar of the machines as the cars revved up for the race. She could also hear the buzzed of the engines as they sped up on the tracks.
She wondered if the prince was already running on the laps or still waiting for his turn. She could not contain her excitement as soon as she walked out of the arena.
"No. The competition is still in a month. The prince is merely practicing today." Gian corrected her, moving closer to her ears since she did not want to shout too loud. "This way."
She continued to walk on the sidelines, greeting the men in uniforms as they passed them by. Most of them also greeted her, some also whistled.
Well, they were, mostly, men. She was used to it. She just smiled and waved back to them. It was the price she had to pay for her chosen field.
