"We do. There's an ample workshed out by the stables where we've had traveling farriers set up in the past." He looks over the list. "I'll see if we can borrow a few of these tools or source them from a nearby forge, it shouldn't take too long." A bit of a mischievous grin. "In fact, I have a Thane who I bet is eager to make a visit over that way."
He sets aside the paperwork he had in hand, and pulls up another slim stack, paging through, and passes her a sheet. On it is clear, concise outlines of a contract. "Take this a give it a look over, I won't breathe down your neck while you do. Standard form would be a year and a day, but if you want a shorter period, we won't hold you to it, other than a notice period to ensure that we're not left up a creek if you took a runner before a show or race." It outlines a rather generous compensation package, including room and board, travel/mileage stipend, and discretionary expenses subject to steward approval for supplies.
"And that bit about checking with me, we can lax that once I know you're not hitting up Amazon with the manor line of credit. This still being contingent on your approval and 3 day trial, ya dig?"