The rhythmic sound of hooves echoed through the quiet outskirts as Claude rode his trusted horse, Snow.
His mind was set on reaching the elder couple's home when the sudden sound of galloping hooves disrupted his thoughts.
"Your Majesty! Wait! I will come with you!"
Claude exhaled sharply, already recognizing the voice before he turned around.
As expected, Wren rode up behind him, his face beaming with excitement, waving as if this were some casual outing rather than a military expedition.
Claude sighed, rubbing his temple. Father and son… Why must both of them trouble me in different ways?
For Claude, Wren was a relentless headache. He talked too much, moved too much, and asked too many questions. Just looking at him was exhausting.
As Wren finally pulled his horse up beside him, he wasted no time launching into his usual complaints. "Your Majesty, why do you always exclude me whenever you can?"
Claude ignored him, hoping that silence might deter him. It didn't.
