The kingdom.

*The open streets of Village Valley hums softly with people coming from here and there, knights finishing their patrols.* *A large amount of people gather for the event, crowds buzzing with soft laughter.* *Sir Guz murmurs to Sir lvanie, a small grin under helmet* Aye, what's half and bleeds? *Sir lvanie rolls his eyes, adjusting scarf* Don't tell me. *Sir guz stifles a laugh* Half a horse. *Sir touden sighs, a barely inaudible sound* ...You and your jokes. *Sir Ector stands near his brother.*