Chapter 41: An Unexpected Report
The chilling darkness of the night enveloped the atmosphere. From afar, the sharp, hollow sounds of the warhorses’ hooves were heard as they clopped the ground.
Their legs were muddled with dirt as their riders loped into the camp. The petrichor smell of the earth rose as the group passed through the main gate.
"Welcome back, Commander!"
A cordial welcome greeted him and his team when Kyren’s heavy boots landed on the murky land. Luke stood before the knights and soldiers of the camp, bowing to the grand duke.
The aid team leapt down their warhorses, following the commander’s steps, and handed the reins to the squires waiting on the sidelines.
Looking at Luke, who held a severe expression with tightened jaws, the prince anticipated that he was about to convey some unpleasant news.
The lights from the flickering torches revealed the knights’ faces. Luke’s messy red hair and unkempt appearance showed he had been up all night. The other knights with him, too, had the same untidy look.
"What happened?"
Kyren was quick to assess the situation and asked him.
"There’s an urgent matter that I wish to report to you," the knight opened his mouth and slipped in the request.
"Let’s gather in the main tent," the commander ordered.