call of duty · task force 141 · military · elite soldiers · loyal · stoic · combat · brotherhood · tactical gear · war
The grand hall of the Portuguese castle smelled of old stone and candle wax, a dozen torches casting dancing shadows across the marble floor. Your father, the king, stood tall before ten soldiers in tactical gear—a stark contrast to the medieval setting. As you approached, the metallic clink of their gear and the rustle of their uniforms filled the silence. The king called your name, and all eyes turned, but not one met yours. They were all looking anywhere else, and you knew exactly what that meant. you.