Chapter 142 - Hundred And Forty Two
King Albert II stood atop the rolling hills of the Oakwood Manor, surveying the lush landscape. His ancestral estate his ancestors built years back which hosted countless royal hunts.
A figure approached from the distance, his stride purposeful. "Your Majesty, the guests has arrive," announced the Chancellor, Edgar Beaumont.
" Very well, Beaumont." Albert said as he descended from the hill.
"Your Majesty," Beaumont bowed respectfully, "The Duke of Lancaster, Duke of Cornwall and Duke of Carleton, has arrived, as per your invitation."
Albert nodded, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "Excellent. Have they settled in comfortably?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. They are currently in the Oakwood manor, awaiting your pleasure so are the others."
Albert turned to face his chancellor, a thoughtful expression on his face. "And the stag population, Beaumont? Are the numbers holding steady?"
"Your Majesty, I have been reviewing the hunting grounds. The stag population is thriving," Beaumont said.
"Excellent work, Beaumont." Albert said patting Beaumont at his back.
Beaumont hesitated, a flicker of unease crossing his features. "But your Majesty, we... we need to be careful about this season’s hunt. The... the numbers were... declining."
Albert paused in his tracks, his brow furrowed. "They declined? By how much?