Family does not come from your blood.
It is the people standing beside you
when no one else is.
The Past
The clicking of the king's combat clothed feet, slapping swiftly against the granite floor of the hall, alerted the Guard of his presence. The Guard quickly yet strongly threw their right arm across their chest, over their hearts and bowed their heads down from their necks. Each guard silently giving respect and showing their loyalty to their king.
Caius, the king entered red faced and eyes blazing in rage. Puffs of breath loudly escaped his mouth not from the exertion of the act of walking but the consequence of his unexplainable anger. His little brother by 3 years Marcus followed behind silently and calm, as he was commonly known for.
Caius huffed and puffed in rage, pacing in front of the guard, until he stopped.
"The damned Romanians have declared war."