The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman novel Chapter 81

~Tamia~

Linda was excited about the Polo match. I doubt she had ever seen a live polo match before, but she seemed happy about this one. I did not want to be in Kyle's shoes right now; the look of mischieve in Theo's eyes spoke volumes.

I stood with Sylvester watching him put on his knee guards and boots, and he looked handsome.

"Oh my," I said, looking at him, and he gave me his boyish grin. He was quickly the most handsome man. I knew others would say the same about their men; to each his own.

I kissed him before he put on his helmet, and he winked at me, getting prepared to mount his horse.

I could feel his excitement, and it was because he knew it would be an easy win while they had fun knocking Kyle and Max about.

They mounted their horses, and the ladies and I returned to our booth to watch the match.

The place was filled up with spectators, journalists and cameras. It was as if that was the only event taking place.

I felt terrible for those playing other sports at the same time as Sylvester's polo match.

I knew why the place was filled up.

The four most powerful men in our world were playing. Everyone would want to see it.

The crowd cheered as Sylvester, Marcel, Theo, and Dominic rode in. The screen showed them individually, and people cheered every time the camera switched.

"Playing this evening are the Northern Beasts against the Eastern Beasts," The commentator said. I felt Eastern Beast was too much for a bunch of amateurs.

The name alone would make people that did not know they were amateurs expect so much from them. Sadly, they would be disappointed.

I doubt they thought much about the name before choosing it. I believed they wanted to copy the north. Too bad they would get their arses kicked.

"In position one is Sir Marcel Sidorov playing attack and offence," The commentator said, and everyone cheered.

"Position two is Sir Theodore Orlov, also on the offence. Position three is Lord Sylvester Volkov on the attacking position," the commentator said. The crowd cheered louder when Sylvester's name was mentioned.

Sylvester waved at people, and then he blew me a kiss. I caught it and blew mine.

It was beautiful, and the camera caught the exchange because it was displayed on the screen.

"And last but not least, Sir Dominic Volkov playing position four on the defence," he said, and people cheered Dominic too. He waved at everyone and even at us.

That was the first time I would hear someone address Dominic adequately as Sir and not Lord, which was meant as a jab.

I watched them arrange themselves, and then the commentator spoke again.

"On the opposing team, Eastern Beasts, we have Alpha Leo Albert playing Position One, playing attack and offence," People cheered, and I saw Leo wave at everyone. He turned to wave in a particular direction, and I saw the heavily pregnant Amanda on the television screen. She waved at him smiling. It was good to see they were still getting along.

"In position two is Alpha Maxwell Blanch, also playing offence," I saw Max wave at the crowd, but he wasn't so happy, and I could swear he was nervous.

He did not seem confident on the horse either. Theodore must have made sure the handicap wasn't counted for this match to be possible.

"In position three is Alpha Kyle Nikson playing attack, and lastly, we have Alpha Gabriel Wright in position four," The commentator said, and Leo's team arranged themselves on the field.

The whistle was blown for the first Chukka, and the umpire threw the ball between the team.

Instead of going for the ball with the mallet, Sylvester went for Kyle's horse leg, forcing the horse to bend slightly, making Kyle tilt over and fall to the ground by the ball.

Theo hit his head with the mallet before they stopped so Kyle could get back on his horse.

The hit was brutal because Kyle was dazed, but his helmet reduced the impact slightly.

A foul wasn't counted, and they waited to restart the game, and this time they hit the mallet normally to avert suspicion.

Sylvester scored the first goal, and they switched posts. Then while heading to score on the other side, Marcel challenged Max by ridding him off.

He got his horse close enough to bump Max's horse hard.

Max wasn't well secured on the horse, and he fell, but his horse did not stop moving, dragging him along the field.

It was clear that they were outmatched.

The umpire blew his whistle, and they had to make Max's horse stop.

The seven Minutes for the first Chukka was up.

So they started the second Chukka.