After sealing the treaty with his signature as well, he put it away and decided to leave his tent for a bit to get some fresh air, he had had a lot going on and felt like he would explode if he didn't take a moment to breathe.
Since Elric was now missing and it had been almost a week now, Clovis had to take over the affairs of the army. And since Elric had already publicly declared that Clovis should take over if anything ever happened to him, everyone already looked up to him as king. Had Elric perhaps anticipated this happening? No, that was ridiculous. The silver haired prince pushed the thought out of his mind and stepped out into the cold morning air.
Clovis suddenly came to a halt when a blade touched his throat. He gulped, if he had moved even a few inches further he was going to be in a very tricky situation.
"You are Clovis?" A rogh voice rumbled from below.
"Who wants to know?" Clovis responded.