The tension in the air was palpable as Luke and his men unsheathed their swords whilst adorning somber faces. As brave as they seemed, all of them had diverse thoughts pestering their minds. Luke, in particular, was wondering whether he was sending his men to meet their demise. Oath or not, these men had families in this kingdom, families that they should be with at the moment. Knights of the seventh order had never quite had to wield a sword against anyone even though their training was impeccable. Luke had been let in on the secret powers of the crown when he was promoted to being captain. This had been after his dead end investigation as to why the kingdom had never been attacked, ever.
"Okay...here we go...marching to our own deaths. Here here for the knights of the order! The knig
