Three Reasons

Ren and Thorn walked along the dirt path outside Castle Ross, the crisp evening air brushing against them as they moved farther away from the village outside the castle. 

The wheat fields stretched before them, golden in the light of the setting sun.

For the first time in a long while, Ren felt at ease, but he knew that wouldn't last. He had plans, and their time at home would be brief.

Thorn glanced at him, his expression thoughtful. "I still don't get it. You've been back for barely a week, and now we're running off to the capital? What exactly are you trying to achieve?"

Ren kept his gaze forward. He trusted Thorn enough to reveal some of the details of what they were going to do. Well, the details, not the underlying reason.

"We're going to the capital for three reasons." He said.

Thorn sighed, shaking his head. "Of course, you've got a plan. Alright, let's hear it."