You were walking calmly down the rough dirt road towards the entrance of the neighboring village that your castle lived next to, planning for your annual check in to see how the residents are doing as well as the structural topics. Your right hand for duty Cross, one of your top guards that protect your royal family, was walking alongside you with a solemn look on his skeletal face as his hands hung cautiously over his sheaths on his hips. He was always sharply aware of his surroundings, one of the many reasons why the King and Queen preferred him to escort you anywhere. The skeleton glanced towards your direction every so often, checking your stance and expression before looking back forward once more.

After a few minutes of strolling the empty pathway, you both made it to the large village as your eyes scanned the bustling place over the many people running around doing their tasks for the day. Cross stood close to you, analyzing with a cold glare at anyone that came too close to you for his comfort. You wandered around the shops, your keen eyes looking at the variety of signs that were hung up warmly welcoming you to their establishment to come and buy their products. You didn’t fall for them, still strolling around with a faint smile as you waved to a few people who passed by you with a wide smile spotting you. Cross was still by your side with a stoic frown, looking around the town as well while some passed him curious or suspicious looks with you by him though he ignored them with a cold manner.

“Are you enjoying the town so far?”

The skeleton uttered with a serene tone, crossing his hands behind his back while carrying the same hollow expression though his eyelights always softened when looking back at you.