《Memoirs of an old traveler:First Rebirth》Chapter 10.5-The new play thing
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Hmmm, my family is sending me to stay at another noble family for several months. This is the foster time for me and after i foster with them I will be going to the academy. The family in particular is the Archy Count Wyleven nobility, they have been nobility for a relatively short amount of time compared to other high nobles of the kingdom but still have high authority. Their land borders or contains many non-human tribes, cities, and towns. The family itself is actually mixed of blood though still primarily human, a feature that only the most conservative of nobles still oppose especially with current times. The non-human races have been part of our kingdom for generations and that is a fact that will not be changing anytime soon.
Regardless this family has served the royal family since before its founding and on that note my father has called in a favor from the royal family to get aid. My current status as heir-apparent is contested at times and he worries for me, father dotes on me quite often despite not acting like that in person. Normally the Wyleven family sends one of it’s children to serve as personal retainer to the royal family but father has had the one intended for that duty to be my retainer. He is to be my sword and shield in the future. That family has always been known to be highly eccentric in comparison to other high nobility so perhaps he will be fun to be with. All my other servants are so droll and boring, always restricting me from doing what I want. Hmm perhaps I can get him to be more ‘willing’ to accompany me, if he does not well it's the same as what would have happened so any progress is a plus.
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Here we are on the carriage ride to the Wyleven county, the journey took some time to arrive but here we are about to arrive at last. The carriage is moving splendidly quickly, the scaled horses used are much stronger and more enduring then normal horses along with the sigils both on the horses and the carriage. Our escort knights are also similarly equipped to keep up, the Wyleven county is for the most part secure but wild monsters running loose or renegade mercenaries are an issue. But this is to be expected of the frontier land, aside from the cities and fortresses there is an element of danger elsewhere. Still our escorts are some of the best and we do meet patrols of territory guard relatively often. While they are not as good as our knights but then they are simple guardsmen and not trained from birth knights. Still they appear to be better equiped then some levy troops of the lords, to be expected again then. Well looks like we are at the estate now after passing through this developed village or small town could be applied.
Looks like the estate is out for greeting us, the cloths that the servants and their masters wear are restrained but still of high quality. This is a more casual social visit despite the important matters to discuss so the formal ball dresses are of course not used. Or is this the normal dress of the family as a martial house of history, a point to consider. I wonder how will the servants react to me, our home servants try their best but are often repulsed by my manners and behavior. Will these servants follow suit or are they more thick skinned, their manners are proper but I do not get the submissive feeling that those back at home have. I doubt that this is a trick to harm us, there were many an opportunity for that with the amount of time that the heads of the family have visited us before even without home advantage. In fact it would be worse at home, there is no one to pin the blame on but them. Hmm the lords and ladies of the manor are dressed simply but smartly and while they greet my father I look at the one I believe to be my intended retainer for life. He looks just like the portraits I have seen, two years older than me but tall for his age. He has a strong body, not large but still one can see that he has pursued the martial arts for years. He looks like he could defeat any of the knight apprentices even at the capital, but that face, that delicious face. He is trying to look stoic I can tell, it is actually not a bad thing and would scare away most young girls but, I am no ordinary young girl now am I. I want to see what sort of expressions he can have in my service, I won’t break him though. It is not like I can return him and I do feel the need for a confidant in the future but for now imagining whether he would break under my pressure like the servants makes me excited. Ahh my face is loosening yet he only tries to look more like the warrior knights he wants to be. I so look forward to what the future will hold now that he is in the picture.
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