"Hyah!" the horses neighed loudly outside the castle walls of Bezmun.
Prince Hinrik stepped out of the carriage. His father's right hand came to greet him, bowing deeply to show his respect.
"Your Highness."
"Greetings, Abel. How is father doing?"
The man lifted his head, giving the people around them a glance.
"It's best to see him in person, Your Highness. The walls have ears."
Prince Hinrik nodded, clapping the man by the shoulders before heading inside the palace. His personal guards trailed after the prince.
The castle doors were pushed open, and Hinrik hastened his pace to get to the King's chamber. The servants and royal guards bowed in greeting as he passed by.
Acknowledging them, the young monarch smiled and bowed as he walked on. The palace had been quiet after all the children had grown up, and there was only the King and Prince Hinrik to live indoors with the servants, and all other people needed to be there.
