[One day later]

The golden rays of the sun Bathed the grass with their light and drove away the midnight cold, they drive away the darkness of the night and introduced the brightness of the day.  Morning has begun and the time to sleep has passed.

Within the grassy front yard of the Benretti household, a young girl stood with her legs spread apart, one foot was ahead of the other and her knees were bent just slightly to hold her stance, the grass beneath her feet was trampled to oblivion leaving a dirt circle that is 1 meter across making a dirt circle surrounded by grass. Small droplets of water  hit the ground  every 5 seconds

The Shockwave of her sword Swings generated enough force to cause the grass blades to bend every time she swung her wooden sword. The girl was young, no older than 12 years yet she stood in the cold morning with nothing but a thin cloth shirt covering her upper body while knee-length short trousers cover her lower body. Each time she swung her sword she let out haste exhale before she does an equally haste inhale as she swings her sword back up above her head before repeating the swing.

About 5 meters to the right of her position was a small tree and a meter away from that tree was a wooden fence that was close to the size of an Adult female and to her left was the rather big house made of stone, stone houses were rather quite expensive so it usually indicates that whoever owns is quite well off.

The girl’s name is Remelia Benretti, the young offspring of the Benretti knight house. Many have praised her for her talent in the sword and her incredible potential, of course, she was quite proud of herself and earned praise from the Royal knight captain which is her father.

Ever since she was at the age of six, the age where she is capable Of holding a sword with enough grip to strike another person, she has been pursuing the goal of ascending to the realm of great sword masters, a realm where her strength would not be questioned or underestimated to reach the peak a place where no warrior has ever reached and achieve a feat that will have her family name etched in the Elderon History books, that has been her goal, her dream ever since she learned of the Saxonwold treachery.

Unfortunately yesterday she came face to face with one of them, she had assumed that since the It’s Ascension to noble status the Saxonwold House had abandoned the path of the warrior since nobody has heard of any extraordinary Warriors from the Saxonwold family in years, in fact aside from the first three generations after becoming a noble house nobody within the Saxonwold has bothered to join the Royal knights or any sort of occupation that involves warriors so it was reasonable for her to assume that they were no longer a knight house both in status and in practice.

However yesterday She was shown that her earlier assumptions were far from the truth when she met Elia Saxonwold, at first  Remelia had refused to believe in such a reality, she had refused to believe that pale skinned and white-haired girl belonging to Saxonwold house was stronger than her. She was convinced that Elia must have cheated somehow in some way but when she returned home and cooled her head she was able to think properly and she realized that indeed she was weak. The display of power Elia Showed yesterday was a level of skill she has yet to reach and that realization fueled her desire to train harder.

“HA!”

She grit her teeth and furiously swung her wooden sword faster than before this time letting out a loud short scream. She had woken up before the sun rose and it has been 5 hours since then, sunrise is usually when she stops but today she continues, Being weaker than your hated enemy was unacceptable, a reality that was not desired as such to destroy such a reality she continued her swinging with unyielding determination.

[2 hours later]

“Ha!”

“Ha!”

“Ha!”

The sound of her girlish voice echoed throughout the neighborhood, It has been two hours since sunrise and there were already people awake going about their day and giving her looks, for some she was an annoyance that irritated them to no end, while for others an inspiration, a young girl so dedicated to training made them want to try harder, there were a few who cheered her on as they passed by. 

Remelia’s Determined screams were cut short as the sudden slam of a door on a wall caused her to get distracted and look towards whatever it was that made the noise. She turned her head and saw a person step out the door.

“ENOUGH ALREADY REMELIA!!!!!”

A shout came from the person who stepped out, the woman was wearing a chemise dress usually used for sleepwear however it can still be used as a summer dress as well, the shout that came from made it clear that she wasn’t happy.

“Get inside now!!” 

The woman commanded and placed her hands on her hips, her hair was silvery white similar to Remelia's with only her eyes being a deep cobalt color, she was a fairy beautiful woman with a slim jawline, thin pink lips, and button-like nose, her skin was creamy white with a smooth look to it, this woman was Liliana Benretti.

“But mother I-“

“No Enough, I’ve tolerated it long enough,  do not torture your dear mother In such a way”.

The woman named Liliana, Remelia’s mother spoke cutting off her daughter before she could speak further, she had been woken up by the girl earlier this morning and had thought it fine since she wasn’t one to sleep in but 2 hours of her screaming each time she swung her sword was enough. Much like any mother she wasn’t one to punish her child for her hard work, even though she would prefer Remelia do more lady-like things instead of this barbaric training she was tolerating it.

“But mother! I can’t-“ 

“do not try and convince me otherwise, come inside this instant, and bath to get rid of the sweat”

Again Remelia had tried to plead her case but her mother was having none of it, her word was final, with her shoulders slumped and her eyes cast down she dropped her wooden sword and trotted her to the house, her arms were feeling tingly due to the extensive training she just went through.

“Why must you continue to practice something so barbaric” 

The woman quipped her words laced with exasperation as she watched her daughter move past her and enter the house, she had long tried her hardest to have her daughter drop this nonsense about being a knight and have her partake in more lady-like activities,  while female knights were a thing that existed Liliana was of the mind woman should do womanly things, she had hoped the girl would grow out of it soon enough but it seems Remelia was determined to prove her wrong. 

Once Remelia was out of sight, she took  a glance at the outside before entering the house and shutting the door behind her

……………….

On another location near the Royal castle there stood a Mansion of quite the size, the Mansion was surrounded by a tall stone yard with spikes at the top, within the yard was a green patch of grass that had a healthy vibrant green color, a row of 6 trees stood near the yard, there were three trees on one side and three on thr other and in the middle was a stone paved pathway that led to a  gate. There was a small flower garden to the left of the yard where different types of flowers grew.

“WENTWORTH!!!!!”

An Ear shattering scream shook the entire Mansion alerting the servants that the young miss had woken up and it seems she was in a foul mood today, an elegant butler hurriedly walked the corridor towards her room, on his hands a plate of breakfast and some juice, while he was on a hurry he made sure not to spill anything. 

The man had slick back dirt brown hair That had a slight sheen to it due to the oils used to achieve his slick back hair style, he had caramel eyes and a straight nose with a squared jaw, he had a wispy mustache wore the typical butler uniform a white collar shirt under a Grey button up vest that was under a black tail coat, black ironed slacks and monster leather shoes colored black.

Arriving at his destination he opened the door within a click and enter the room and he laid eyes on her emerald pupils that seemed rather displeased if the frown was anything to go by. The girl had sat upright on her canopy bed, her arms crossed, and simply waited for her Servant to make his way towards her.

“your breakfast Lady Ophelia”

The butler stated as he placed the breakfast plate carrier on top of her thighs.

“you mean my breakfast is late”

“Lady Ophelia we cannot predict when you will wake up so please forgive me”

He explained nearly with an eye roll but kept his expression stoic, this conversation is one they’d had far too often and it’s becoming rather quite bothersome for him to keep repeating the same thing to her Over and over again.

“I don’t care for your apologies, next time I must wake up with you and my breakfast Already inside my room”

Ah yes the unreasonable request that always follows,  a while back he had suggested someone to wake her up if she wants her breakfast early or one of those magic alarm bells that ring the moment the sun rises but she rejected that idea under the idea that she wants to wake naturally without her sleep being disturbed.

“My lady please do not be unreasonable, we had to use the stove to heat your breakfast to ensure it wasn’t cold when you woke up, to do what you suggested would need for us to cook the breakfast hours in advance and then move the stove here so we could reheat it”

“Then why not do that” 

Wentworth stared at her in silence, surely she wasn’t serious, to do that would be ridiculous not to mention it would mean dragging that metal box all the way from the kitchen to here, he and the servants already had a hard time carrying it to the kitchen when it was bought a 2 years ago.

Feeling his silent stare Ophelia turned from her breakfast to look at him and asked.

“What?”

“Nothing My lady, but how was the meeting with the prince yesterday?”

He thought it best to move the conversation along and bringing up the prince always turned her mood for the better so he expected her to beam at him and Divulged everything about the prince including how many children they were going to have once married. Unfortunately, that question only soured her mood and caused her frown to deepen.

Wentworth who stood beside her was Surprised to see her frown at the mention of the prince and became quite unsure whether or not to continue the conversation so rather than risk it, he decided to remain silent and wait for a response.

Ophelia simply began to eat her breakfast and ignored the butler beside her, despite eating a perfectly cooked egg and boar meat strips accompanied by bread buns that were warm to the touch, the breakfast she was eating should have been quite delicious like it always is but Ophelia could not taste it, the reason being is that she was thinking of the disrespect the prince has shown her yesterday. Ophelia was not a fool she was quite observant and knew the prince hadn’t enjoyed her accompany as he made it seem, under normal circumstances, she would have thrown a fit and have him apologize but as a noble lady, she must always avoid things that will spread unsavory rumors so she let it go.

Another thing that bothered her was that pale skinned white haired hussy that had disrespected her earlier yesterday, Ophelia has yet to determine whether or not that girl is after the prince or looking to ruin her engagement to Alphonse which means she’ll have to investigate and see whether or not Elia is a threat to her relationship if she is she’ll be eliminated.