The next daybreak, Sloane hurried to Yulia's room and found herself on the ground pinned down by a small body.
"Yulia!"She exclaimed with surprise.
"Good morning sister." She smiled brightly.
Sloane paused for a moment. She couldn't believe that Yulia was this active since last time.
She teared up and hugged her tightly. She was still physically weak. But she was warm and full of life.
It was like a dream come true for her.
"Milady! There you are." Cecile gasped.
"My oh my. What are you two doing on the floor?"Cecile scolded them worried that get might get sick since it is cold early morning.
" G-good morning Cecile," Sloane replied nervously.
Cecile's wrath was something that she could not ignore even if she wanted to.
Other than her nanny and mother she was the third person Sloane came to listen to even in the past.
" Jane please take care of the young miss. She still needs support after a long rest."
The young maid quickly supported her to the bed and helped her wash her face.
"And as for you my lady. It is not ladylike for you to roam around the estate in your nightdress. Come on now it's already six in the morning. You need to prepare for your training."
"Can't I take a day off? I will be training straight for four years from tomorrow onwards."
"No can do milady. Those who leave their tasks for tomorrow can never achieve anything in life. Do heed to my words." She advised her while dragging her back to her room.
"Okay, I get it." She scowled.
"Here is a set of clothes."
Sloane washed up and took off her nightdress.
"Cecile," she called from the changing room.
"Yes, milady?"
"Where is my white blouse? The one that I usually wear."
"They are packed up with your luggage. This is why I prepared another one for you."
"But this one barely fits me. Please bring out another one."
"That's a perfect size...Wait!Her shoulders have become wider." She noticed that her blouses and shirts were slightly torn off from the shoulders the.
"I will have to ask the Marquess to give an order for new clothes. She is growing more like a man than a noble lady. I'm worried...or will she turn like those pro wrestlers?"
Cecile unnecessarily led herself to a misunderstanding. She vigorously shook her head and ran out of the room.
After changing Sloane left for the training grounds with a heavy heart. She wanted to spend just one entire day with Yulia. But Cecile was right. She was not to slack off in her training mainly when her future depends on it.
"Good morning Sir Lucas." She greeted the knights and the commander.
Jack and Nine we're not here anymore. The knights all surrounded her and few other new ones after the training.
"It's your last day of training here my lady. I have taught you everything these past years. Hope you do your best and bring honor to the name of Nirvana."
"Understood. But it is not like I will be going away forever. I will return as a full-fledged knight and take over the estate as the next heir in line."
He smiled gently at his student whom he was with since she was an infant.
"She has grown up a lot Lady Estelle." he smiled.
"Huh?"
-"Did he say something?"She looked up at him.
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The Royal Palace Of Atlanta...
"Your Majesty! Nethiloria has dispatched its troops in the southwestern borders."
"What are those bastards planning this time?" The chancellor roared.
"At this rate, they will wage war against us. We need to take measures."The duke cried.
Sebastian grew tired of listening to the commotion they continued to cause.
The King sat on his chair and rubbed his forehead with frustration.
Azriel sat in his respective place beside the cursed marquis.
" What do you think?"He asked looking at the other nobles.
"What can I say when I see trash looking for ways to climb on the tyrant's lap?" He sneered.
"No more or less than that."
"I will be taking my leave here lord Nirvana. This place is sickening me to the core."
"I won't stop you. But that man will seek out for our guidance in military tactics. Be aware of it."
"I have no intention of helping him just so you know. I swore to serve the country. Not to become his watchdog."
The marquess smiled and said nothing more.
The door of the conference room was shut behind him as he stepped out to leave. He walked past the main hall and to the flight of stairs.
He let out a sigh of relief and looked at the grand portrait of the mother of the kingdom.
"She looks like Marchioness Nirvana...and?"His brow furrowed when recalled the similar appearances of the staintess' portrait in the Holy Temple of Atlanta.
"So the cursed beasts like you have been permitted to roam around the palace freely."
He heard a familiar unpleasant voice of the person approaching him from the other side of the hallway.
"Greetings your highness future light of the sacred kingdom." He formally replied.
"Did you come here to take her away from this place? She is..."
"I believe that the 'QUEEN' has yet to meet me, your highness. She is not in her palace thus I assumed she'd be here to attend the meeting regarding state affairs."
"What are you on about Sebastian?"he frowned.
"Nothing much. I am grateful for your kind words which reminded me to present myself to her Majesty the current mother of the kingdom. Now I will excuse myself, your highness. It's time for me to make an audience with the queen." He remarked sarcastically and left for the other building of the Palace.
"That scum will dearly pay for his words along with that whore." He seethed with anger hitting the wall hard with his fist.
"Just you wait, Sebastian you bastard!"