Jack marched with the rest of his regiment, the band playing Wellington's March as they approached the gates to the palace. With a squeak, the gates are opened for them and closed when the last of The Gaurd entered the palace yard. Another regiment with it's own band and Lieutenant Corporal stood at attention in front of them, dipping the standard. Jack squeezed the handle of his saber before moving to the front of his visor before pointing it to the ground "For the last time of my order, step forward!" The standard bearers from each of the regiments step in front of each row and march in front of each other, the formal Gaurd then handed the new Gaurd the standard. Their own Lieutenant Corporal then shouted his own orders before marching forward himself and handing Jack the key to the palace gates, he looks at the key a few moments than he usually does, Jack quietly cleared his throat and put it in his pocket and saluted his fellow officer. The old Gaurd then moved back to the barracks behind the palace, leaving Jack and his regiment "Company, by the center, once again for the last of my orders, forward march!" Jack barked his orders, trying not to choke on his emotions as he watches his boys march to their respective posts "God save The Queen..." Jack whispered to himself, memories hitting him like a brick