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The duel
“A bad king wages wars from his bed, a good king fights alongside his men, while a great king fights alone,” his father’s words rang in King Johannus’ ears. The venerable old man had taught him all about statecraft and warfare while King Johannus was still a child. He knew one day his son would have to take over the reins and steer the fate of his great kingdom. Even at 70, King Johannus felt like he could use his father’s advice. A soldier would view the challenge as a better alternative to a battle involving thousands of troops, since only one man’s life would be at stake instead of an entire army. A politician however, would never advise the King to risk his own life even if it was for the greater good. As King Johannus scanned the faces of his soldiers and eventually turned his gaze t
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