The Spies

On that arid mountain, the two of them watched with a calm and vigilant look in their eyes. A group of soldiers were there, they ate the food very well-sellingly, they laughed loudly and made loud noises as if there was nothing dangerous that would be faced by them.

The two hiding people went straight away from the place, they assumed and mounted the horse they put in a distant place, behind another arid hill. 

The robes they both used were blown away by the wind, the horses they rode faster and faster to penetrate to where they wanted to go. 

"Pells, what will King Vincent do after this?" Jack asked, his eyes sharp and always guessing that the king they were following would definitely do something quite strange again. 

"I think this relates to the rumor we've heard recently." Pells still remained focused on looking forward, he pulled the harness of his horse, and the horse turned directly to the left, to get on the right path.