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Dearest Gentle Reader,
It has come to this author's most acute attention that while the ton remains distracted by whispered engagements, questionable inheritances, and gentlemen whose promises are as fleeting as the season itself, the most eligible prospect has quietly entered the market.
No, dear reader, this author does not speak of a viscount. Certain members of the ton are currently lacking an equine companion of proper breeding, a breed chosen by the Queen herself as this years diamond.
Rather, a most distinguished three-year-old Cleveland Bay gelding now seeks a new establishment worthy of his many virtues. Standing 15.2 hands and still growing, he is sound, sensible, and possesses the sort of impeccable character that many members of society would do well to imitate.
Already confidently traing 2'6", this handsome young gentleman approaches every fence with honesty, balance, and quiet confidence. He has yet to refuse a question put before him, create unnecessary drama, or leave his rider wondering where his affections—or his feet—might land next. Such consistency is almost unheard of this Season.
Though still young, one need not possess Lady Danbury's wisdom to recognize extraordinary promise. With more growing yet to do and a willing mind that cannot be manufactured, this gelding offers the rare opportunity to shape a truly exceptional partner before the rest of the equestrian world discovers what they have missed.
Whether destined for the hunter ring, riding club, foxhunting, or elegant hacks through the countryside, he possesses the temperament, athleticism, and unmistakable presence that turns admiration into envy.
Now offered in Enfield, Connecticut, for $xx,xxx. It will come as no surprise that this will go up with training.
One should not delay. Cleveland Bays of this quality are rarer than an unblemished family reputation, and this author has every confidence that discerning horsemen and horsewomen are already making discreet inquiries.
When this gelding finds his next home—and he most certainly shall—there will be those left to lament that they hesitated.
And as every devoted reader knows, fortune rarely favors the late. So if your stable feels somewhat empty, and your morning rides lack a certain je ne sais quoi, apply directly to the authors drop box ( messenger). Inquiries from unserious flirts, scoundrels, and amateur horsemen will be mocked publicly in the next edition.
Yours Truly,
Lady Whistledown
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