Roland returned to the royal castle rather quickly after funeral. He left before the coffin was lowered into the ground, whisked away at the sighting of a grass green snake slithering on the burial grounds.
Neither he nor his men noticed a moving shadow, escaping as the same time as they did after releasing the snake.
He strolled into the castle like a man on a mission and Jesting had no choice but to keep up with his energetic master.
"We have started making arrangements for the special welcome back dinner you instructed us to prepare for the crown princess your highness." He said through pants.
Roland heard the sound and he slowed down.
Relived, Jesting bent and took a deep breath. "I am getting too old for this." he muttered.
