As I came close to the horse I finally lost all of my strength and collapsed immediately. I could not overcome the fear this body holds for horses. At this time the mare chose to move towards me to my horror. My heart beat sounded to me like sound of drums playing near my ears. The mare approached me and ate the hay in my hand, which barely holding onto it, to my surprise I did not lose my consciousness, or did anything else that would be really embarrassing. Old Mast said "See, Young master. The mare is extremely gentle. You did good." I just looked at him in aghast. He didn't even comment on my utter failure in feeding the horse. If it was in my previous life, I can only imagine stories and nicknames that would revolve around this incident. Well, There is some perks to being a Noble, I suppose this is one of them. As I was pondering Butler Hubert called out to me. "Young Master, Lunch is ready.", "I'll be there shortly." I answered.