"Five months?"

When they've reached the mansion, his men were making a circular formation outside the fence.

They almost did not recognize him because he's wearing modern jeans and a hoodie.

"Attention!"

His men recognized his voice, and they ran to make a linear formation in front of him. 

"Smith, report what I have been missing."

Isabel thought her husband was a natural. She hoped that Hugh will inherit this attribute from his father.

"Your highness Prince Ibir forced your father to make him the crowned prince and wanted to take over this mansion. But we refuse to follow his orders."

"How Long was I gone?"

Even if it confused his army, none dared to ask.

"Five months, your highness."

"Okay, let's talk about this in the barracks, and bring your mistress thing to the kitchen."

He kissed her lips and rubbed her back.

"Wait for me here and do anything violent. I'll be back in the morning."