"Your highness, all the horses are back in their stables for the night. Each stall has been cleaned, fresh water placed in all, and every horse brushed and fed," said Anthony, bowing to the mighty king that sat before him.George tapped his fingers against the arms of his golden throne. It was made of the finest metals from France, polished every day to maintain its elegant look. It matched the silver floors—so clean a person could see their own reflection in the tiles. Anthony's green eyes glared back into his soul as he looked down at the floor while he spoke to his trusty king.George sighed before speaking in a low, tired voice. "Good. That'll be all for tonight. I'll pass night duties to Lloyd." He was clearly bored and worn out from the previous long day.Anthony nodded and got to his feet. God, his shoes were worn out. A person would think living in a castle meant you'd have nice clothing... His hands were covered in dried mud, matching the spots on his sweater, pants, and boot
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