The kingsmen moved swiftly, working with the efficiency and discipline expected of those who served under a ruler. Within minutes, three tents had been set up—one grand and elaborate for the king, another large one for his personal guards, and a smaller, less refined one designated for the hunters. The difference in status was clear in the way the tents were made; while the king's tent was adorned with golden embroidery and fine materials, the hunters' shelter was simple, its fabric stretched just enough to provide some cover from the cold night.
Once everything was in place, the king finally emerged from his carriage. His robes shimmered under the flickering torchlight, a stark contrast to the dust-covered men who had walked beside his carriage for five grueling days. He looked at them with a composed expression, his hands clasped behind his back as he surveyed the scene.
