"Thank you for the dinner, Your Royal Highness." Major General Reynold Hewitt Preston felt it was time to bid goodbye to his hosts.
"Hehehe, you need not be so courteous. I wish you’ll have a pleasant journey home." Oscar escorted the officer to the entrance of the mansion where a servant had prepared his horse at.
Reynold mounted the horse in one smooth motion. His grandfather had more than once reminded him to take the House Carriage, but as he is a major general, it was obviously more appropriate to ride a horse himself.
"I’ll be taking my leave now, please do inform me of all things related to the journey, I’ll be on my way at your order." Reynold posed a proper military salute to Oscar before making his horse trot along the road.
Oscar waved at the major general as he moved away. He lamented the fact that this Reynold seemed much more accomplished even though they’re both similar in age.
