Luke's Return

The darkness of the night was only punctuated by the soft flickering of the campfires that dotted the encampment. 

Soldiers, who moments ago were going about their nightly routines, now stood in silent anticipation, their eyes fixed on a single figure at the center: Theo.

In the midst of them all, Theo felt the weight of hundreds of eyes on him. 

With his disguise shed, the very men and women he had spent days covertly observing, now observed him. 

The cool night air wrapped around him, but it did little to calm the storm of thoughts swirling in his mind.

His heart raced, not from the immediate attention but from the uncertainty that plagued him. 

'Where is Luke?' he wondered. 

It had been hours since they were separated. 

Theo remembered the last moment they had shared, and how he had given the order for everyone to protect him.

That meant Luke must have known some sort of danger associated with what was going on.