The night she gave birth to Manfredo, name they gave him when they knew the sex of the child, the other alternative would be Victoria, the night was long, the work of the midwife was tireless, Ernest could not see the labor, until at a certain moment in the early morning, a cry of a child breaks loud and happy, another inexplicable happiness for Mr. Neutral.
Manfredo grew up as a cultured child, from an early age his mother taught him everything about academia, scientific, philosophical and theological knowledge.
Still as a child his mother when he was three years old, had taught him to read, one day he had been presented to the library of the first husband of his mother, he was glimpsed with that, he would be able to read them all, and he read them all, in certain aspects, in phrases underlined by study, he felt a careless personality of a person who had those books, in his evolution he inquired himself, how someone had so much knowledge had an obscure characteristic, it would not be his impression, he grew with this torment, he continued reading the books, even marking stretches with pious annotations, he continued the study for love, it was an antipathy to the studies immediately, he had a portrait painted in the library next to his mother, below it read "Mr. Oscar Gray and Mrs. Juana Montes".
At the same time the young man was growing up.
August Yuis lived in a modest house in the forest, Juliet Jua never objected to that, but when she had mentioned she would not live there, she had been brutally assaulted, she silenced for fear of another assault, August the criminal was aiming at another woman, Mrs Juana Montes, Oscar Gray's first wife, she could not see logic in what she observed.
Anne Jhusz, was an unbelievable girl who had caught young Manfredo's attention at the age of sixteen, emotionally inspired, without being able to speak, the routine scene repeated, he entered the library, but something new happened, he took a quill and ink and began.
"A beautiful lady, with a beautiful smile, with skin as clear as snow and a soft feeling
like the river flowing, light are the autumn, winter and summer breezes,
when I think of you, in you alone I desire, light youthful charm,
you are my first passion, and in the light smile you shelter me,
if I am still of youth, may old age be within my reach,
may you also be within my reach, in old age,
your kisses are the dreams of faithful vows to the Lord our God
You are our meeting, resplendent, like all the flora
full of flowers, would provide, to our lords the fruit of my feeling.
Manfredo Montes".
He signed the paper thinking about his father's name, and about the fruit of indecision, something that was not seen in the characteristics of his father, who was well concentrated and decided, always observed a vigor, that a sagacity that he would be ready for war at any time, he thought about delivering that beautiful girl, but kept the letter.
Young Montes had been accepted at the German University, so young at sixteen, at the same time he had succeeded in the cavalry courses, he would attend both academies, but how would it be possible, he knew that one demanded too much time from the other, he read the letters he kept secretly in the library, he was not afraid to show this feeling to his relatives, but he was afraid to show the feeling to Anne Jhusz, as soon as he finished his brief conclusions, he opted for both, even if it was worth a high price, even if he would be without either one, but what he himself wanted, was that young woman. As astute as he had been, he had not overcome the barrier of shyness.