Eryndale, a region known for its rich forests, abundant wildlife, and ancient, mysterious standing stones that dot the landscape. I remember my first visit to one of its mines. During that time, I was in search for a prophecy that was to occur here. There are many places like Eryndale in Valoria. It's a rich country with abundant resources and power, so much so that even I wasn't able to seize it.
And here I am, being humiliated in the arms of a mortal woman. She has been cradling me for an hour. I am sure this body's weight is 4 kilograms, will her skinny arms ever be tired? Her clothing tells me that she's a nanny, but she's unable to put me to sleep.
How long will this take?
"Baboo?"
She didn't understand but looked down at me, puting on a forced smile.
"Now now, young master. When will you fall asleep? I've been trying to give you a nap, please close your eyes."
There was no reason for her to fake a smile at a baby, but I suppose she's trying to earn my favour from a young age. I didn't deny her request, perhaps I was tired too. As quickly as I close my eyes, I feel asleep.
When she was putting me down, I was dreaming. It was more of a memory than a dream. My throne that I failed to secure, I felt as though I'm still sitting on it. Then I heard rumbling from the other side of the door. I was startled and found myself holding my sword, pointing it towards the entrance. When the door swang open, light from outside entered the throne room. There standing at the front was the shillouette of an armored man, his appearance obscured due to the light. Before I could react, he lunged at me with his sword.
My dream was interrupted by a pair of hands lifting me up. I woke up to find myself in the grasp of a blonde woman with big eyes. Perhaps the dream I had altered my emotions but her eyes looked scary from a child's perspective. Before I could recover from my sleepiness, I was showered with love. She was pecking me at arrow's speed. I felt more embarrassed than earlier with the nanny, it felt like the most humiliating thing and I wondered if my subordinates were watching.
No one in the duchy would abuse the Duke's only son like this. I figured that this woman in adorned clothes is the Duchess, and also because her perfume smelled too expensive. I hoped that this show of affection was only temporary or else living in this household will be more terrifying than fighting war. Surprisingly the Duchess retreated but not before hugging me. This is when I question why this is all happening to me.