"Your majesty, we're to set camp here for the night," General Raven ushered as he drops from his horse while his men start to gather everything needed for the night camping.
The king did not answer, just simply drops from his horse and walking it to the camp that was being set up for him. Tied the horse before going back.
The sky was dark and the land was quiet except for the sound of wild animals being present, with such an atmosphere, one is supposed to forget all his worries and indulge in nature.
Soldiers and guards alike harvest up a campfire with logs surrounding it, some were sitted there whispering slowly while others went to gather some food supplies.
The soldiers were all having discussions on their family, talking about their life long dreams all the while the king sat the furthest.
He was quiet, but be wasn't listening, he just gazed at the flame as it dances around his face casting shadows on it.
