There was silence between them for a few moments. The king looked up at the sky that was beginning to change colors as the sun started to set. He watched as a red streak appeared overhead.
“Look. Another sunset.”
Evan glanced up at the sky, but he quickly looked away. “Do you ever miss home?” he asked quietly.
“Sometimes...” the king answered.
“It's hard for me to imagine living somewhere else. I grew up here. I love it here. And I wouldn't want to live anywhere else.”
His words surprised Evander. He wondered how he would react if he found himself in the same position as him. Would he have changed anything? Would he try to get away from here.
“What do you mean by that?” he asked curiously.
The king looked at him. For a while, he stared at the young boy in front of him and he frowned
