Ryan watched for a moment as he was received by the crowd in the clearing. He had so many things spinning in his mind that he simply decided not to overthink it and prioritized his most urgent matters.
"Alicia." He pronounced her name out loud, stopping his walk for an instant in the middle of the village's main path.
The assistant moved quickly and reached him immediately, adjusting the skirt of her uniform. "Yes, Your Majesty?"
Ryan adjusted his pace toward the village smithy, ignoring the fixed gazes of the refugees. Behind him, all the elves remained gathered, cheering and celebrating his return.
"Won't you say anything to them, Your Majesty?" she asked curiously, looking at the crowd of people packing the sides with joyful expressions.
Ryan stopped for a second, looked at the group, and offered them a few brief words about the trust they had placed in him during the village relocation before continuing straight on his way.
