Chivalry: Epilogue

>”Anonymous, sir,” a voice calls from your door.
>You creak your eyes open.
>Soft morning light bleeds in from the window.
>A maid p0ny stands at your threshold.
>”The drills begin in thirty minutes. The soldiers will be waiting in the courtyard."
>You sit up in bed and nod.
Yes, thank you, ma’am.
>She smiles and closes the door behind her.
>You give a mighty stretch, then slip out of bed.
>You approach your custom made suit of armor, hung up and displayed for easy access.
>After slipping on each individual piece and plate of armor, you grab your sword, secure it to your hip, and leave your room.
>Your metal grieves and boots clang softly against the ground as you walk through the castle corridors.
>P0nies greet you cheerily as you pass by.
>"Good morning, Captain."
And a good morning to you, too.
>You keep your smile on for the many others wandering the castle.
>Soon, you reach a branching path, one leading to your destination, the courtyard, and the other...
>...Well, you believe you have time to spare.
>You opt to go the other way, rounding a few more corners.
>Less and less p0nies appear on the path you take.
 >Soon, you empty out into the Royal Graveyard.
>The beautiful Canterlot morning shines sunlight down onto the many plots, adorned with flowers.
>You eye out the one you desire to visit.
>The one you have so many times already.
>You take a brisk walk through, passing the other plots by, until you reach your destination.
>Sir Shining Armor, Captain of the Royal Guards.
>Husband to Princess Cadence, Brother to Twilight Sparkle, and a Friend to All.
>You draw your blade and press the tip softly into the ground, kneeling down.
>You close your eyes, and begin to offer your respects.
>...
>...
>"Captain," a voice calls, interrupting you.
>Your eyes slowly open.
>"Captain, there you are. I thought I'd find you here."
>You turn your head to greet your guest.
>One of the newer recruits.
>He's been a pretty good friend as of late.
>Always determined to better himself and improve...
>...Reminds you a lot of yourself when you were starting out.
>"Captain, sorry to bother you during your visit, but," he holds your helmet in a hoof, "you forgot your helmet again!"
>You give a soft laugh through your nostrils and smile.
>You stand up to your feet.
How forgetful of me.
>A soft, white light envelops the helmet.
>The soldier smiles as he lowers his hoof, leaving the helmet suspended in the air.
>It slowly hovers, rocking back and forth a bit, toward you.
>But eventually the helmet reaches your hand, also coated in a white light.
>When it touches it, you release the spell, and grip it.
Thank you, soldier.
>You say, placing it on your head.
>You leave the plot, walking back toward the castle.
>Your friend follows you.
Now let's make haste. Our training begins soon.

End of Chivalry