"Ah, what perfect timing, it's just about to begin," Lucius said. It was easy to learn more about a person through the way they operated through life.
'In fact, it might be even telling of what type of a person will become depending on their gift. Of course, it's the old nature vs nurture conundrum, and yet the answer does always lie somewhere in between.' Lucius thought.
Benjamin glanced at his father, Baron Hugh, and a mixture of feelings coursed through him.
Respect. Fear. Love.
It was a strange tonic of emotions that whirled around the young Lord's mind as he witnessed his father, the man who strove and drove him hard to study swordsmanship, also carry a sword himself.
