I enjoyed this one a lot more than the second. It had more heart/relational elements to the story telling.

"Son of a *****,” _________ said, and I looked over to see him coming in from a corridor off to the left of the hall. He looked up at Bloom, shaking his head.
“What?” I looked up to make sure Bloom was okay, but the horse seemed fine.
“I told you that you couldn’t come in riding on a horse like a white knight, and so you had to go and prove me wrong.” He smirked at me.

Literally laughed out loud at this exchange.