Gideon's jaw dropped as he watched his king leave, his back retreating away from them as he went back to Xenia's tent and sat there as if he was guarding his most precious treasure.
Quite frankly, it was a jarring sight to see.
"Damn… I honestly never thought I'd witness our king reduced to this state, Bartos. I mean, his eyes are constantly only roaming around Xen. He's so possessive that he looks like a lovesick puppy," Gideon lamented.
"He even bothered to have a tent arranged for her while everyone else slept outside." He sighed, "It's only a good thing that he listened to Jayra about how it wasn't advisable to build a bigger tent inside the forest."
Bartos simply grunted by his side, seemingly content with doing his job as he let his companion rant.
