"You dare defy this camp's rules and rulers! It's not because you've got blue blood coursing through your veins that we'll let it slip easily!" Glen said.
Oswald turned toward Claudia who stomped the colonel's feet.
"Being from a noble family doesn't make him a bad soldier! He helped the camp more than you did for the first ten years you spent with us!" She grumbled, blowing her smoke in his face.
The boy couldn't understand the situation so he asked what Claudia told the colonel.
"I told him everything about your mother dear. From the unwanted mixed blood you are, down to the curse of luck that was cast upon your family." She said with a haughty tone. "Glen is stubborn, but he'll deal with it. As for now, you were supposed to keep a low profile! That's the sole point on which you disappointed me. We decided to bestow upon you a little bit of authority, same as your friend that, I'm adamant, will know how to keep his mouth shut."
