Thinking of Him

The journey so far had been peaceful just as Ren had predicted and I was relieved. Ren seemed to be in a good mood as well and judging from some conversations that he had with the soldiers, he knew some of them.

“This is for you…” Ren said as he handed me a small drawstring cloth bag.

“For me?” I said, a little confused. I reached out my hand and took the small bag from him.

“You were bored, right?” Ren asked, perceptively.

“Thank you…Ren…” I said with a smile.

“I’ll see you when we’re at the palace,” Ren replied before closing the window to the carriage.

Ren was gone and suddenly I felt kind of lonely. I was alone once again in the quiet carriage with the sounds of horse hooves beating against the dusty road as company. I looked down at the small drawstring cloth bag that Ren had placed in my hand and began opening it.