My day with the prince

As we stopped shaking hands we heard a commotion from behind, "WHOA!" "WHAT THE HELLS?!" and other things were being yelled out by some of the soldiers and guards who tried to catch up and grab Tornado. Aelar looked confused when he finally stopped and pushed his head against me, "would this be your horse?" he asked, "y-yes. Yes, he is." "hm...father?" "yes, my son?" "Perhaps this horse does not feel comfortable being taken away from his master, could I perhaps accompany Shane to the stable? Hopefully, he won't run off this time." the king thought for a moment, "sure. You may go." "thank you, father. Follow me, I'll lead you to the stables," he said as he helped me take the reins and lead Tornado to a rather nice-looking set of stables.