With his mother’s horse. We reached the supposed private land of his father King Dwight. When we reached that place. My eyes almost shine at the size of the place.
I expertly hop off from the horse and handed it to the man next to me who was also holding Vane’s horse leash.
I roamed my eyes around the place and my mouth formed ‘o’ in atonishment. The one-storey house were surrounded by trees even the road towards it. The house is not big but just enough.
There’s so much in this massive land that my eyes can’t reach but I’m pretty sure it’s beautiful. I turned to Vane as he held my hand.
“Common? Let’s roamed this place. There was a little change when Dad gave me this property. But it’s still beautiful,” he said.
Together we toured their private properties where at least three mansions
