*THUD**THUD**THUD*

I can still hear it the, knocking, they just can't let me recover from my drunken state. I try to get up but my head is still spinning to the point when I can't even remember what happened last night. There was a feast or else I wouldn't be piss drunk, *THUD* *THUD*dam that guy really wants me to open those doors. I'm getting a headache "Cawlm down I getting there's!" I somehow manage to say hoping the knocker heard and understood me. Unfortunately I believe I know who it is already, and where did all these brooms come from.

The room is small no windows, I fell asleep in a dam broom closet. I opened the door and as I expected 'twas my all glorious twin brother with his black shimmering armor and perfect blonde hair, perfect in every way. "This is not how a knight should behave." he barked as usual "And why are you out of your armor!" He said some other words but I just didn't give a dam and decided to let him get it out of his system.

"I won the tournament yesterday, so I believe I can have atleast one of fun." I replied as soon as he finished his usual lectures "It's not like somebody is going to attack Fort Gunbar, it isn't dubbed the Impregnable fort for nothing."

"It's not that you stupid oaf, the great feast is tonight and that tournament was practice for when the guests arrive" He said shouted "You know the feast before the battle that is going to decide the fate of our planet!". Bloody hell I forgot, all Homeworld supporters are going to be here tonight even the diamonds.

"Help me to my room! I need to get my armor on, can't let them see me like this." I said as I stumbled out of the small room past my brother, he just let out a sigh. We walked though the halls that where now filled with soldiers, knights, cooks and maids pushing each other to get to their duties. Everything must be perfect, punishment will be severe.

Those were the kings exact words, the biggest human and gem host will be here by tonight, even a diamond will honor us with her presence. He didn't lie when it came to punishment a cook almost got beaten to death for serving poorly cooked food and a maid got her nose broken for not folding the bed right.

After pushing through the crowd we finally reached my room. My squire Dominic was already there, I always liked that kid loyal but didn't really talk much. He was also a bit spineless, but he was loyal and I could always count on him to do thing, not always right, but he tried his best. He was a sickly little boy had black curly hair and always wore this small blue hat.

" Dominic you take it from here make sure he is ready, when I come back." my brother said as he left the room, like I was some child that needed help...now where did I put that fancy sword I never use. " Dom, are my armor and sword ready." I said as I kept looking through my room for the ceremonial sword, " Y-yyes my lord, I polished your armor and got your weapons from the blacksmith." he said with a small sense of pride " I checked the weapons they are all sharpend."

" Good job Dom I can always count on you." I replied his polishing skills are poor, but I'll let him enjoy it for today. " Go see to my horse." . With a bow he left the room and ran off. I walked to my armor stand and started putting on the armor, most of the Knights here wear some bulky and fancy looking armor. I don't like those cant move fast or see very well. I have the armor of the royal guard the light version all dark steel the best money can buy. After I finished putting my armor on I look at myself in the mirror, dark steel breastplate, shin guards, boots and gloves with good old mail underneath to protect my hands. My uncle would have been so proud.

I look at our family tapestry us three standing there all serious and proud, never liked how they did me though I had short black hair and a face of a bloody toddler. I looked at our house sigil on my ring a roaring bear.

My house was never rich, me and my brother only got our fortune from this war. We had a talent for killing gems and apparently we killed all the right gems that we soon got sent to the Honor Guard, Kings and queens personal bodyguards. The pay is amazing, you get the respect and a lot of women love a man in fancy armor.

My brother likes to remind me that the only reason I didn't get kicked out or worse is because of him and that I'm embarrassing the order. He always was the better brother he came out first, he learned to read first, he was taller than me ,better swordsman then me. He always had to be better then me, but he never managed to gain what I have and I will .never let him forget that.

My thoughts are suddenly interrupted by horns, they have arrived. I put on my helmet and lower my visor, sheath my sword and daggers and take my great sword of the rack, time to look fancy.

I rush to meet up with the rest of the Honor guard in the courtyard, my brother said something but I didn't hear him.

I never seen a diamond before, though I think I know their personality. It's probably the kind that thinks they are above everyone and we are all here to serve them. I did see and fight alongside many Homeworld gems though some were nice though every time we parted ways they always looked sad or guilty, like they were never going to see us again.

They started this war long ago and suffered greatly to the point where they now look for our assistance, for we have a numerical advantage and aren't strangers to war. Still this is a new kind of war the Rebels also have humans joining their cause, that turned brother against brother and father against son. The battles so far have been bloody and costly. But they say that tomorrow is the battle that decides everything. I have a feeling than no matter who wins this war the results will haunt our lands for generations to come.