Kaden darted out of the room in a hurry. His friend was waiting for him. He bit the insides of his cheeks and strode through the hallway of the castle.
His squadron had the guard duty last night, so most of them were in their rooms right now. He rushed over and knocked on his lieutenant's door.
A groggy looking man walked out. "Captain, what is it?" he said with a yawn.
"I need to assemble all the golden squadron right now. To the borders," he said and bolted towards the weapons room.
Collecting his trusted long sword, he strode out of the castle.
Outside his men had assembled, with just their inner wear, shirt and pants.
All quieted down as he entered their sights.
"All squadron, our goal is to safely escort the hostage prince. Let's go," he ordered and marched away.
Along the way, his heart kept pounding irregularly. 'Deric hold on, I am coming,' he thought, clenching his sword hilt.
Darting through the forest, they soon reached the border in just twenty minutes.
