Adelard got off the horse after the marquis and Cxenon arrived at the tent where the hunters gathered around to show their game to the other nobles. He hauled the saber tooth and the bear that the marquis and Cxenon killed respectively.
The people gathered around, knowing who the real winner for that hunting season. Expectedly, the Bristons always aced every season without a fail. With bloods on Adelard's shoulder, he stepped away from the crowd as soon as he finished on his duty with the marquis and Cxenon.
"Call Cataleya here. She should take pride on our winnings too." The marquis ordered Adealrd.
"Yes, lord Hector." Adelard obediently said, ignoring the admiration of the other nobles to the Bristons for their hunts. He stepped behind the tree where it was a fast short cut to the tea parties arranged for the noble women attending the event.
