After the match was over, Devon decided to quietly leave because the attention that he got today was more and enough for him and he didn't want more attention to himself.
And as he was walking outside the Arena he walked towards his horse and was ready to sit on it and leave.
But when he sat on his sword, he felt someone else climbing his horse as well and sitting behind him.
"Lord Simon." Devon said and Simon kept his head on his shoulder, "Let's go. I am tired. Let's go to a restaurant and eat something that do you say."
Devon asked, "Aren't you going with the duke?"
"No, I am going with you, and come on, you have to feed me. Your kick is making me feel pain in my chest." Simon whined
"I am sorry." Devon smiled as he said slowly.
"Then treat me to good food," Simon said.
Devon said nothing and made his horse walk.
