Harsh, green eyes surveyed the landscape as the young general sat atop his mount overlooking the forest that was captured by the moonlight. The air was crisp and cool with a gentle breeze rustling the leaves of the trees enough to create an audible but calming noise that just reached the man's ears. He shifted his gaze slightly to watch his riding companion dismount his horse, understanding that this would be the place the two would rest for the night. It was risky for them to stop but even riskier to attempt travel during the night. He gripped his jacket, feeling the impression of the letter he was carrying that was written, marked, and sealed by the queen herself, to be delivered to her brother, only her brother as she emphasized. He knew what his mission was about; she was attempting to bring some peace between the two kingdoms. It was something both she desperately wanted and the nations needed for many reasons, the least of which was to prevent any more bloodshed between them.<br/><br/>As it stands, the lands around the two riders were still dangerous as anyone from the other nation could be wandering around. "Agreed," Mikail spoke in a deep and calming tone that was well-suited for a general. Dismounting his horse, he takes another glance over the edge before leading his horse to where the old fire had been, following suit with Ankly in removing of his bags. "Shouldn't be too long before we reach the kingdom, perhaps another day or two of riding and the main gates should be in view."