Prologue: Part 1

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Blood covers the battlefield as two kingdoms fight each other, One kingdom born and bred as soldiers and to kill, the other kingdom was born and bred to heal and protect. In a way you could say that each kingdom represented good and evil. A man with green eyes, black hair, pale skin, and in knights armor that has the symbol of the healer kingdom that is me looking at the blood stricken battlefield. I looked for my brothers, my wounded side makes my vision slightly blurry. I hold my sword in my right hand and am ready to fight my enemies. I looks around and see my struggling brother being dragged off the battlefield by the physician. My brother seemed to be coughing up blood again.

"Marco fall back, we need to regroup!" I hear my name and look at my king. I nod and retreat to meet up with the rest of the group. I see the others and run over to them.

"Why are we retreating, we were winning, we should attack them now not retreat!" I told them.

I heard my other brother, Henry, tell me "the king ordered this, are you a stupid git."

I laugh and said "Watch your mouth Henry, mum wouldn't be happy you're using that language."

Henry rolls his eyes then said "the plan is to lead the enemy into a false sense of victory so they can drop their defence and we will be able to take them out easier."

The other knights nod. Thomas walks over "I see Henry has explained the plan to you all. We will attack tonight, the enemy won't know what hit them." Thomas smirks, "I would suggest getting some rest now."

Henry looks at me "you should get your wound treated, it could get infected, Marco."

I sigh and told him "I'm fine, it's not deep and it stopped bleeding." My brother nods, but he looks at me concerned about me, I hate when he looks at me like that. He walks away and I suddenly get a terrible feeling that something wrong was going to happen, but I just shrug it off. Most of us are heading off to rest but some of us stand guard, we must watch for our enemy. I decide to go visit my idiotic brother. I walk to the physician's tent and see my brother drinking some tea, he seemed a little annoyed, 'who could blame him, he was forced in here.' I think and chuckle. He looks at me and I said "hello Laurent"

Laurent said still pretty annoyed "what do u want twat."

I said "aww don't be like that brother, you know u love me"

Laurent rolls his eyes but has a hint of amusement in his eyes "ya ya, shut up."

"Get some rest brother," I tell him as I leave the tent and walk over to some of the other knights.

Despite all of us being knights we like to joke around on our down time.

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