The sun was so surprisingly beautiful despite the crisp late winter morning. The way the rays bounced off the white-capped mountains and danced along the partially snow-covered valley made it easy to wake up despite how late Henry had finally found sleep.
As he stretched out his stiff muscles from nearly a month of travel on the back of a horse, he wondered how the rest of the knights and apprentices were faring. He felt horrible that he had hardly been able to see any of them since he had arrived. Alix, Trenton, and Maximus didn't necessarily have to stay there but they wanted to support that and he would forever be thankful.
Before he stood up to wash his face and get into clothing, he wondered about his mother for a moment and decided that the next letter he sent would be to her and Commander Lothian.
