Norman sighed, tired of this journey already. Norman, for once, hated riding a horse. Usually, he loved to travel on the horse for hours without even resting. But, those days, he accompanied His Majesty when he was a Prince, riding freely.
But, now His Majesty was traveling in a closed carriage pulled by horses for safety reasons which Norman himself compelled His Majesty to and cannot interact with him like before.
And, being a General, the soldiers and the Knights around him kept Norman at a distance in the name of respect.
He couldn’t converse with anyone nor joke about things. Even the Knights he had been along with when the King had been a Prince was keeping their distance from him.
Norman deserved this, for he was the one who had convinced the King to let him accompan
