William ran about in the dense woods, not far from the grand Greenwood Manor, his feet pounding against the earth with a sense of urgency. He suspected that the king had been abducted, and he made sure to check secluded, hidden places, where the supposed abductors would likely have followed through.
Worry was deeply etched on his face, his brow furrowed in concern, as he continued to search around, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly in fear of the unknown dangers that could have befallen the king.
"William." A familiar voice suddenly called out to him, and when he turned around, he saw King Marvin slowly walking towards him, his night wear fluttering in the gentle breeze.
"Your majesty!" William exclaimed, running to the king with a mix of relief and trepidation, "Are you all right, Your Majesty?"