A new day dawned, awaking to see Nelwynn still sleeping soundly next to me. Without waiting for breakfast with the family, I'd hurriedly, I'd made my way to the smithy again, retrieving the nails I'd requested. I'd need to finish building Nelwynn's quarters by tomorrow morning, as tomorrow, Cal and some of the other commonfolk would be making their arrival to the village. Though there was no lodging prepared for them, I'd use such as an excuse to train them in constructing primitive shelters.
Once I'd arrived at the smithy, sun still barely risen, I was met by the old man once again. where he'd greeted me with a yawn and somewhat dreary voice.
"Pretty early in the morn, isn't it young lad?"
"Aye, forgive me sir, I just have need to pick up the nails."
"Ah, right, nails. I have them set right back here in the forge, follow me."
The old smithy led me into his forge, where he'd begun rummaging about before handing me a small bag filled with nails.
"There's your nails lad, now let me be, haven't even eaten yet, see?"
Immediately a grumbling sound could be heard coming from the old man. I'd ended up following suit, since I'd ended up skipping breakfast in favor of finishing Nelwynn's room.
"Aye sir, I've skipped my meal to come here, suppose it'd be best if we go work before we continue on with our own projects."
The old smith grunted and nodded his head. With the nails fresh in hand, I'd made my way back home to finish up Nelwynn's room. However, by the time I'd reached the house, I was greeted by Nelwynn standing outside with crossed arms.
"Your breakfast is on the table."
Nelwynn simply told me with a cold voice.
"Ah, sorry Nelwynn, I just wanted to get to finishing your room. But thank you, I'll go eat my breakfast now, before I finish."
Nelwynn pouted, telling me then that my food had become cold, as it had been sitting out for about thirty minutes now. Before heading in, I'd lightly patted her head, once more thanking her for the meal.
The meal Nelwynn had prepared was a half loaf of bread, along with a thin stew with small dices of meat and some vegetables. The bread was somewhat stale, while the stew, as Nelwynn had said before, was now cold, degrading its flavor somewhat.
Father was accounting, and making plans for his next trip, while mother had been tending to the wooden dishes and utensils. Seeing this, I'd decided to ask Nelwynn if she'd be interested in aiding me in finishing her room. Nelwynn of course was puzzled by such a suggestion, as she did not know anything about construction. However, I'd insisted, informing her that I'd need only for her to pass me up some of the lumber and thatching for the roof of her room.
While still puzzled, Nelwynn did not question my reasoning for asking her at first, rather, she'd agreed before following me outside. As I'd climbed onto the roof, finding a balance so as to not damage other parts of the roof, I'd motioned to Nelwynn to begin passing the lumber to me. With a sure grip, she'd picked up the lumber, pushing it up towards me, where I then nailed it in, eventually creating the frame for the roof. After the roof had finished being framed, Nelwynn began handing to me the thatch, which I began tying between the lumber so as to creat the roof.
By around noon, the roof was finished, and now I had to work on the remaining part of the room. It wasn't til the sun had already set that I'd completely finished. Nelwynn's room had now been completed, barring of course furnishings, which I'd be adding to her room as soon as I could, though for now, I had only to bring in hay to form a pile in my room, offering Nelwynn my own bed.
Seeing what I was doing, father did not object, though did state that he'd be willing to save up enough to replace my bed, in time. I'd thanked him, and had told him that it was not necessary, as I'd planned on constructing a small bed for myself once i'd some more free time. Father merely shrugged before making his way to bed.
With father now making his way to bed, both Nelwynn and I had done the same, Nelwynn now taking lodging in her room, whilst I moved to sleep in the pile of leftover thatching in my room. Tomorrow, the young commoners, my pupils, and my conrades-in-arms from nearby villages would arrive, tomorrow they will begin their training, tomorrow, they'd witness the power of the arquebus.
Tomorrow would begin the dawn of a new age in this world. An age where there would be no nobles, no kings or queens, no slaves, no classes. No class, but the working class. An age where the people will truly be free from the shackles imposed by feudal and oligarchic societies.
Tomorrow, the people, the workers, will reign, and the world that today belong to the idle drones, will be ours, and ours alone. Even if only ruin comes about from the dawn into this new age, it has always been the workers who built the towns, the cities, the palaces. It was the workers who laid the very foundations for all society, and soon, the whole world will bear witness to the Sallerian Revolutionary Army.