'Hmm, Luke is only eighteen this year and that means he has a huge potential to be a great swordsman. With his strength, I think even though he's starting later than his peers, he is talented enough to train as a knight. I wonder if the Third Young Master will be interested in getting an additional squire, or maybe Luke should apply to be a knight of the House of Ahren. It will be a huge waste for Luke to remain a commoner doing odd jobs. I bet if he wears the same clothes as the Third Young Master, he can pass off as a knight, even a noble himself.
'His looks and his body, they make me wonder if maybe one of his ancestors were nobles…'
"Orian," Luke called out to the dazed woman.
"Ah, Luke. Right, the reason I'm here—"
Before she could say more, he held her hand and dragged her away. "Do not come to the servant quarters at night. Whatever you want to tell me, tell me in the morning."
