Watches from the window of the castle as the villagers go about their day he looks at a woman who seems to be quite poor he tilts his head slightly he fixes his robe he takes a last sip of his whiskey before walking out of his royal chambers

“Guards prepare my carriage and have a course set for the village”

The guards bow and get the carriage prepared for his trip to his village he puts on his fine silk clothes drapes his jacket over his shoulders and black gloves onto each of his hands