**This is a second part of the story that I wrote few months back, but in Serbian, so I decided to rewrite this par too, so all of you can read it. Enjoy. **

It seems to me that I did not spend an hour at our improvised practice ground but when I finished exercising the sun was high in the sky. It means that it's time to scout the guard posts. I put on a uniform and went, it is very important that your soldiers see you as what you represent for them, even though you feel insecure and tired. The uniform for them is hope, someone who takes responsibility and who knows what he is doing, or should know. In the absence of an officers, I had to improve ranks of some of my best soldiers. The insight of the structure, the lines of command, is also important to the ordinary soldier. I came to the new Captain of our army, an old veteran who served the Empire for two decades now. An experienced and simple man, Captain Mark.

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"Captain, what do you have to report?" - I said it with a cheerful voice, and everyone knew I was pretending but nobody cares. They've already seen too much.

"Sir, during the night there's nothing unusual, not even the smallest move, that worries me more." - I said he was an experienced soldier.

Of course, that this should be of more concern to us, after 15 days of constant attacks and fighting at once a calm night. Something is happening, something that does not go hand in hand with our plan of escape. In addition to that torment, sad grey clouds hid the morning sun, everything was announcing a difficult day.

"Mr. Maren, something is happening on the edge of their camp, some squad is gathering, I do not recognize their armor or the flag." - told me a young soldier, too young to shave more than once a week, he did not finish sentence and he was already rushing back to his guard position.

I looked in the direction in which he showed me, neither of them was known to me, although the Western tribes was studied very closely at the Academy. I looked back from the walls and saw my soldiers who were still shoving their dead friends out of the yard, many of them barely standing on their feet. We have no rest, we just have to rely on that fundamental instinct in the survival man to get us help when it's needed the most. I looked back at the strange group of people who started with a light cash on horseback to us. In a few moments they were a little farther than the range of arrow when one of the warriors spoke.

"Today, we do not want a fight, we just want to talk to your commander. You have fought bravely and it is today's day to pay homage to our victims. We are not barbarians that you consider us to be." said the young warrior in a voice who was accustomed to command, and then obeyed to him without a discussion.

"Captain Mark, get me a horse and tell the soldiers to open the gate." - I did not expect a trap, no instinct told me that the wrong decision was to leave walls and go to that meeting. I did not have much choice, any plan is better than none.

"Sir, this is not wise. You are the only officer, without you, all these people will be killed by the next dawn." - that's the answer I expected of a man who crossed four invading campaigns and countless boundary battles over his back. Nothing bad will happen to me I was sure of it.

"Do not worry, I have a strange feeling that this day will bring us something good." - saying this I turned and came down the stone staircase sprinkled by the blood of our people, it reminded me that I urgently needed a solution, even desperate.

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After a bit of trouble with the opening of the barricaded gate, I was escorted by two guards and headed towards our enemy. When I approached, I noticed that besides a woman, a sorcerer, was the only one young warrior the ne who spoke to us. I did not know that the Western tribes had sorcerers, they did not participate in the fighting, and none of the books mentioned it. The young man was looking at me, when I walked even closer, I had the feeling that I was looking in the mirror. Same eyes, short curly hair, he looks so naturally on a horse as if he were born there.

"So it is the truth, you are the One who is lost. I did not even think that any of their officers had enough of their hearts to carry out what you have done here with this siege. I congratulate you on this." - while he was speaking, a young warrior could not hide the surprise in his own eyes when he saw me. Nothing bigger and nothing less than a surprise that I felt myself. Well, he look just like I do. The One who is lost, what would that mean now?

"The One Who Is Lost?" - The fever was heard in my voice.

"Yes, a kid stolen from the First Family, from a cradle. My twin brother, there is no mistake, and I noticed all the similarities I previously heard, but I had to make sure of myself. We thought you were dead. Come with me, you do not belong there, your place is among the highest of our people, it belongs to you by the blood. " he said in a slightly warmer voice, and the sensation was heard in his voice. The sorcerer was silent, nothing could be read from her face. My soldiers, the two of them, put out a frightful smile.

"I'm sorry, I am aware of the similarities between us, but there are my soldiers there, I am returning to them." - it was the right thing to do, I grew up with them and I will die. It was simply for me, my loyalty was in a different place.

"You make a mistake, maybe you die, you will be received with the highest honor with us, you will only die by violent death there. Maybe ... I'll give you three days to think about it, after that we will meet again here, I do not want my brother to die after I've found him again. " - saying this, he brought both hands to his heart and bowed to me.

Not knowing what to do, I did the same and headed back. Many thoughts occurred to me, a bit of what he told me really came to me. I felt strange, tattered. I should not worry about what he said. And on the other hand, it was impossible for him to lie, I saw truth in his eyes.

I continued to the gate of the city, knowing that three hard nights were waiting for me.

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