A week ago, I stood before Father, determination burning within me.
"Father, you said I could learn whatever I desire, didn't you?" I asked, my voice resolute.
"Yes, Riona. You have my word," he replied.
"Then I wish to learn etiquette, magic, and swordsmanship," I declared. "I need these skills to protect myself, to defend against those who would seek to harm me."
Father's eyes sparkled with pride. "An etiquette teacher can be arranged. For magic, I'll find the finest instructor. And as for swordsmanship... I'll teach you myself."
The week flew by in a whirlwind of intense training.
Now, on this pivotal day, Lily's words echoed in my mind: "Dear, today is a very important day. As the duke's daughter, show them what you're capable of."
I stood tall, poised, and confident—a true noble lady. Etiquette lessons had refined my manners, magic training had honed my inner power, and Father's swordsmanship instruction had forged my strength.
