After a few exchanges, Cassian chimed in, cheering for both sides. “Come on, you two! You can’t let Damian take you down that easily!” His encouragement energized the knights, spurring them on to new heights. 

 Unfazed, Damian capitalized on their fleeting moment of hesitation, expertly pressing forward. With fluid movements and an exuberant grin, he demonstrated the power and grace borne of years of training at the hands of Lord Bennir—the crown prince’s grandmaster knight mentor. 

 In the midst of the ruckus, Rael felt a pulse of pride swelling within him. Every knight here—every clash of metal—served to remind him of his purpose: to protect, to empower, and to lead. 

 As the demonstration continued, Damian gracefully disarmed one knight while dodging another’s strike with a nifty sidestep, laughter bursting forth from his lips. The other knights rallied, their enthusiasm bubbling over as they strove to best their captain. 

 Finally, after an exhilarating performance, Damian pulled both knights to the ground in mock defeat, allowing their laughter to wash over him. “Okay, okay,” he exclaimed, feigning exhaustion while attempting to catch his breath. “You got me that time!”

 The training yard erupted in cheers and applause, filled with pride and admiration for their vice captain’s skills. Rael allowed himself a moment to absorb the camaraderie around him, reveling in the sense of purpose and belonging that enveloped him.

 After the spirited training session concluded, the knights began to disperse, retreating to quench their thirst under the great shade trees scattered throughout the training grounds. Rael surveyed the faces of his knights—each a unique story intertwined with his own—readied to lay down their lives without hesitation in defense of Lunaris.

 Across the yard, he caught sight of Lord Bennir, the captain of his guards. At 68, the knight held an air of imposing authority, the kind molded by decades of dedication and hard-won trust. Rael approached,even though arin had never met him he felt a surge of respect that had taken root within him since his childhood—an acknowledgment of Bennir’s journey from a being a abandoned child of humble baron’s house to one of the kingdom’s Grandmasters.

 “Bennir,” Rael said, saluting his mentor. 

 “Your Highness,” Bennir replied, his voice a serene note amidst the lingering chatter. “I hope your time below served you well. You seem…” he allowed a teasing grin to break through, “…rather brightened.”

 “it has ,” Rael admitted humbly, recalling the pulse of energy resonating deep within him. “I’ve reached the Expert Rank. I came to remind the knights of their duty as protectors of this realm.”

 “Ah,” Bennir responded, a steady glimmer in his eyes. “A worthy goal, indeed. Protecting those we love is the lifeblood of a knight.”

 Rael nodded, reverberations of truth capturing his thoughts. “But it has become more than that for me. It’s about nurturing connections and emboldening their spirits alongside their battle techniques.”

 Bennir considered this. “You’ve grown , Rael. You’re beginning to understand that leadership extends beyond mere skill, and that is essential in the art of war even the look in your eyes as changed you seem calmer and if you have seen countless battles and as had numerous experiences.” 

 Rael studied Bennir closely, the unwavering conviction of his mentor fueling his own ambition. “I wish to lead by example, to be a knight worthy of the title, and to support my family—my brothers and sisters in arms.”

 “Then keep nurturing that flame, Rael,” Bennir advised. “Strive forward, but remember to let them shoulder their strengths alongside you. They’ll rise only if they believe they can.”

 “Understood,” Rael assured his mentor. His mind turned toward the battles yet to come—the struggles with the shadows threatening to consume their realm. In those moments, he realized unity must reign supreme among the ranks, holding each knight accountable and forging their strength into a singular force.

 As Bennir departed to observe the knights, Rael felt a fire igniting within him. He turned back to his knights, who had now gathered in groups, sharing stories and recounting the day’s excitement. The thrill of youthful energy echoed around him—the laughter, the hope, the unyielding spirit of those who wished to protect the kingdom.

 And in that moment, despite the uncertainty looming on the horizon, he understood one thing: together, they would stand strong. 

 like most princes rael lived outside the royal palace, the prince had an estate in the the western noble district that area frequently owned by rich mechants and high ranking nobles ,rael lived ther with a few maids and his hundred man unit as his personal guards 

 as hours turned into days Rael found himself fully immersed within the rhythm of the life once again, focused on nurturing his training and the development of his knights. Each passing moment felt precious—a chance not only to hone their skills but to cultivate the bonds that would solidify their roles as protectors of Lunaris.his father the king and his uncle were in the western borders as it would seem trouble was at hand with one of the other fourteen most powerful nations 

 and to the eastern border shadows deepened as rumors began to ripple through the kingdom—a disturbance among neighboring lands that piqued his concern. Whispers of dark figures gathering power spread like wildfire, unsettling the peace they had fought so long to maintain.

 Rael met with his comrades, discussing strategies and plans during the nights, their conversations abounding with understanding. Damian kept spirits high, cultivating camaraderie as they exchanged war stories. Still, Rael could feel the undercurrents of anxiety that simmered just beneath the surface.

 As preparations continued for what might be the first real test of his leadership, Rael began taking greater measures to ensure that his knights were not only fighting-ready but also equipped to face the trials ahead. He organized group training sessions focused on developing not only strength but also strategy, flexibility, and unity.

 It was during these exercises that Rael found himself stepping back into the fray—not as a lord issuing commands, but as a true knight, upholding the valor that the Lunaris legacy demanded. He trained alongside his knights, pushing them while also allowing them to empower him.

 In the cool, dim twilight following one of their drills, Rael gathered everyone around for the final reflections of the day. His heart hammered in his chest as he prepared to address them, aware of the tension settling like mist on the horizon. 

 “I’ve seen you grow stronger each day,” he began, meeting the eyes of his knights. “You’ve embraced not just your potential but the strength that lies within our bond as brothers and sisters.”

 The knights stood at attention, their eyes glowing with motivation. Rael cleared his throat, determination settling into his features. “But there are uncertainties ahead. Whispers of dark forces threaten our peace, and it is our duty as knights to stand tall against whatever may come.”

 A rumble of agreement traveled through the ranks, and Rael felt an exhilarating rush as he continued. “We are not alone in this fight. Together, our strength is more powerful than any shadow that threatens us from across the borders. We will prepare, we will train, and when the time comes, we will be ready to protect our home, our families, and our kingdom.”

 With those words, they chanted together, a rallying cry that echoed through the evening’s stillness. The joy and energy ignited their spirits, uniting them in a common cause—the defense of the realm etched within their hearts.

 With preparations laid into motion and the storms looming ahead, Rael Lunaris returned to the palace each day, steadfast and determined to uphold the spirit of Lunaris in every knight under his command. The thrill of camaraderie pulsed through him, binding them together into a formidable force that would stand against whatever darkness challenged the sun. 

 And as his hands gripped the hilt of his sword, Rael felt the exhilarating certainty within him. He would not face the challenges alone; they were in this together—a family united, ready to carve their path through destiny as protectors of the Lunaris Kingdom.