33

Greg

Time moved excruciatingly slow. I paced up and down impatient. Every hour we spent not attacking was an hour harm could befall Brian. I paced up and down, overthinking my night away and soon it was dawn. ''I have to do this for Brian.'' I muttered to myself over and over again, trying by all means to ease my pounding heart. 

This was my first war, Ian had a strict rule. No one under twenty was to participate in wars, there was too much death, too much blood. Too much of the type of things that could cause irreversible trauma. I was only here because I was a king and this was my Brian.

"Kyle and Greg will infiltrate the house and look for Brian as they are the most capable." Ian commanded, his voice stern and full of power. The authority in his tone sent chills down my spine, I found myself longing to be a leader such as him. 

A leader that was feared as he was respected such as Ian was. A leader whose people, whose warriors trusted him