The morning sun rose over the city of Hallgerd, casting a warm glow across the sky. The birds chirped cheerfully, and the city slowly came to life with the sound of horses and carts moving along the streets.

 

Augustus turned to look out to the city from the battlements, feeling a sense of responsibility and duty. He knew that he was now a part of the ruling family of Hallgerd and that it was his duty to protect and serve his people.

 

As he made his way to the dining hall for breakfast, he was greeted by the sight of his father, Heimrad Hallgerd, seated at the head of the table. Augustus approached his father's table and bowed respectfully. "Good morning, father. How did you sleep?"

 

Heimrad looked up from his meal and smiled warmly at his son. "Good morning, my boy. I slept well, thank you. And how about you? You look like you could use a strong cup of tea."

 

Augustus chuckled. "I would appreciate that, father. It was a long night, but I managed to get some rest."

 

Heimrad poured a cup of tea and passed it to Augustus. "I'm glad to hear that. You looked exhausted last night after the dance lesson."

 

Augustus took a sip of tea and sighed contentedly. "Yes, dancing is quite tiring, but I'm determined to master it. I want to make you proud at the upcoming ball."

 

Heimrad reached across the table and placed a reassuring hand on Augustus's arm. "My dear son, you already make me proud every day. Your determination and hard work are admirable, and I have no doubt that you will impress everyone at the ball."

 

Augustus felt a surge of gratitude and affection towards his father. "Thank you, father. Your support means everything to me."

 

Heimrad smiled affectionately. "You are my son, Augustus. It is my duty and pleasure to support you in all your endeavors."

 

The two continued to chat and enjoy their breakfast, basking in the warmth and love of their father-son bond. 

 

For Augustus even if it wasn’t his first life or his first father figure it’s as nice to have someone be proud of you and be a father figure again even if his first was a great one before his Obi disappeared or summoned he remark in his head.

 

Just as Augustus and his father were finishing their breakfast, the door to the dining hall opened and Sebastian, the butler, entered the room with a tray of letters in his hand. "Excuse me, my lord," he said, addressing Heimrad and Augustus respectfully. "I have some urgent matters to attend to regarding the titles that need to be paid."

 

Heimrad nodded in understanding. "Of course, Sebastian. Attend to your duties. We'll be fine here."

 

Sebastian bowed and exited the room, leaving Heimrad and Augustus alone once again. Heimrad sighed heavily, clearly worried about the issue of the titles. "The matter of titles is always a thorn in my side," he said, shaking his head. "It seems like we're always behind on payments, and the other noble families are quick to point it out."

 

Augustus frowned in concern. "What can we do to resolve this, father?"

 

Heimrad leaned back in his chair, deep in thought. "I'll have to speak with our accountant and see where we can make cuts. We can't afford to fall further behind on the payments, especially with the ball coming up."

 

Augustus nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I'll do whatever I can to help, father."

 

Heimrad smiled at his son. "I know you will, my boy. We'll work together and find a solution."

 

As they finished their breakfast, Heimrad and Augustus discussed possible solutions to the issue of the titles. They both knew that it was their responsibility as rulers of Hallgerd to ensure that the city was properly managed and taken care of. Augustus couldn't help but feel grateful for his father's guidance and wisdom in navigating the challenges of leadership.

 

As they were discussing the issue of the titles, Heimrad suddenly paused and looked at Augustus with a serious expression. "Augustus, there is something else that I need to discuss with you," he said, his tone grave.

 

Augustus looked at his father, his heart beating faster. "What is it, father?" he asked, feeling a sense of dread.

 

Heimrad took a deep breath before speaking. "Today, you are to meet your betrothed, Alexandria Farrel. She is the heiress to the county of Farrel, and the alliance between our families will be vital for the prosperity of Nuln."

 

Augustus felt his stomach clench at the thought of being betrothed to someone he had never met before. He knew that it was a common practice among noble families, but it still felt like a burden to him. "I understand, father," he said, trying to keep his tone neutral.

 

Heimrad placed a hand on Augustus's shoulder. "I know that this is not an easy thing for you, my son. But it is our duty to ensure that the future of Hallgerd is secure. And who knows? You might find that you have more in common with Alexandria than you think."

 

Augustus nodded, his mind racing with thoughts and worries. He couldn't help but wonder what Alexandria would be like and if they would have any connection at all. But he knew that he had to put his personal feelings aside for the greater good of Nuln.

 

"I'll do my best to make a good impression, father," he said, his voice steady.

 

Heimrad smiled at his son, his pride evident in his expression. "I know you will, Augustus. You always exceed my expectations."

 

As the conversation came to a close, Augustus stood up from the table and made his way towards the door. "I'll go prepare for the meeting then, father," he said, trying to hide the anxiety in his voice.

 

Heimrad nodded in understanding. "Take your time, my boy. And remember, I am always here for you."

 

Augustus smiled gratefully at his father before exiting the room. As he walked towards his chambers, his mind was filled with thoughts of the upcoming meeting. He couldn't help but feel nervous about what the future held for him and for Nuln. But he knew that he had to be strong and face whatever challenges lay ahead.

 

As Augustus looked out over the city from his balcony, his mind couldn't help but wander to thoughts of his upcoming meeting with Alexandria Farrel. He felt a gnawing anxiety in the pit of his stomach as he contemplated the prospect of marriage.

 

He had always known that he would one day have to marry and take on the responsibilities of ruling alongside his spouse, but the reality of it all was starting to sink in. The thought of being tied down to someone for the rest of his life filled him with a sense of suffocation and apprehension.

 

He watched as the people of Hallgerd hurried about their daily business, oblivious to the weight of his own concerns. They seemed so free and carefree, unburdened by the weight of duty and obligation that weighed so heavily on his own shoulders.

 

As the morning wore on, Augustus found himself lost in his own thoughts, struggling to quell the growing sense of anxiety that threatened to overwhelm him. He knew that he couldn't let his fears hold him back, that he needed to be strong and fulfill his duties as a leader and as a husband-to-be.

 

Augustus continued to stare out into the city, lost in thought. He was so focused on his worries that he didn't notice Ostrava approach him until she spoke.

 

"Is something troubling you, my lord?" Ostrava asked, her voice soft and gentle.

 

Augustus turned to face her, surprised by her presence. "Oh, Ostrava. I didn't see you there. No, nothing's troubling me. I'm just lost in thought."

 

Ostrava looked at him with concern in her eyes. "I can see that. Would you like to talk about it? Sometimes it helps to share your worries with someone else."

 

Augustus hesitated for a moment before nodding. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt. It's just that there's so much riding on the upcoming ball, and I'm worried that I won't be able to live up to everyone's expectations."

 

Ostrava listened attentively as Augustus shared his concerns. She could see the weight of his worries on his shoulders, and she wanted to help ease his burden in any way she could.

 

"My lord, you shouldn't worry so much," she said, placing a comforting hand on his arm. "You've been working so hard to prepare for the ball, and everyone can see how much effort you've put in. I'm sure you'll do wonderfully."

 

Augustus smiled gratefully at her. "Thank you, Ostrava. It means a lot to have your support."

 

Ostrava smiled back at him. "Of course, my lord. I'm here to help you in any way I can. And if you ever need to talk or just someone to listen, I'm always here."

 

Augustus felt a warmth spread through his chest at her words. Ostrava's kindness and understanding were a welcome comfort in his troubled mind. He knew that he could count on her to be a loyal friend and ally, and that thought gave him strength.

 

"Thank you, Ostrava," he said, his voice sincere. "I truly appreciate it."

 

Ostrava nodded, her eyes sparkling with sincerity. "You're very welcome, my lord. It's my pleasure to serve you."

 

With Ostrava's reassurance and support, Augustus felt a renewed sense of confidence and determination. He knew that the road ahead would be challenging, but he was ready to face it head-on.

 

Augustus watched as Ostrava made her way out of the room, her soft footsteps echoing in the silence. He let out a deep sigh and leaned against the window, his mind still racing with thoughts of his duty and responsibility. “She remind me too much of Sakura,” he remark.

 

The noise of the city below seemed to grow louder, the sound of carts and horses clattering against the cobblestone streets. Despite the noise, there was a sense of peace in the air, the warmth of the morning sun casting a golden glow over everything.

 

But for Augustus, the peace was fleeting. As the heir to the Marquise, he knew that the weight of his family's legacy rested heavily on his shoulders. Every decision he made, every action he took, would have an impact on the future of Hallgerd and its people.

 

He closed his eyes, feeling the weight of his responsibilities pressing down on him. It was easy to feel alone in his position, to feel like he was carrying the burden alone. But he knew that he had his father's guidance and support, and he had the love of his people.

 

With a deep breath, Augustus straightened up and walked away from the window. He knew that he couldn't let his worries consume him. He had work to do, and he needed to be strong and focused.

 

As he made his way to his study, he reminded himself of the reasons why he had taken on this role. He wanted to make a difference in the lives of his people, to create a better future for them and to find where his sister is. It was a daunting task, but he was determined to see it through.

 

With a renewed sense of purpose, Augustus sat down at his desk and began to pore over the reports and documents that lay before him. He knew that there was much work to be done, but he was ready to face the challenges head-on. 

 

And as Augustus drowns himself in paperwork a young maiden is traveling to meet him.

 

Alexandria Farrel exited the grand gates of the Farrel estate with much fanfare. The air was filled with the sound of trumpets and the cheers of the Farrel house guards and peasants who had gathered to see her off. Her carriage was pulled by four magnificent horses, and it was adorned with the colors of House Farrel - red and gold. The carriage itself was intricately decorated with intricate carvings and gold accents.

 

As she emerged from the grand doors of the estate, one of her guards, a knight by the name of Sir Reginald, stepped forward to greet her.

 

"My Lady, are you ready for your journey to the city?" he asked.

 

Alexandria smiled and nodded. "Yes, I am. I am looking forward to seeing Augustus and discussing our business dealings."

 

Sir Reginald bowed. "Very well, my Lady. We shall make our way to the city with all due haste."

 

With that, Alexandria climbed into the carriage, and the guards and knights mounted their horses and formed a protective circle around her. The carriage rolled out of the estate gates, and the journey to the city began.

 

As Alexandria Farrel's carriage departs from her estate, it rolls down the tree-lined road, passing through fields of golden wheat and pastures dotted with grazing cattle. The journey to the city is a long one, but the beautiful scenery along the way makes the ride pleasant. The carriage occasionally hits a bump, causing Alexandria to sway slightly, but the skilled driver keeps the ride as smooth as possible.

 

As they approach the city, the scenery changes, and the air becomes filled with the sounds and smells of the bustling metropolis. The road becomes more crowded with other carriages, wagons, and people on foot, making the journey slower and more challenging. But Alexandria remains patient, enjoying the sights of the city's busy streets and colorful storefronts.

 

As the carriage enters the city gates, the noise and activity level increases even more. People hurry along the streets, carrying baskets of goods or pushing carts of wares. The sound of horses' hooves, creaking wheels, and shouting merchants fill the air. Alexandria watches in fascination as they pass by narrow alleys and grand plazas, each offering a unique glimpse into the city's life.

 

Finally, the carriage reaches its destination, pulling up to the grand estate of the Marquise. As she disembarks and heads inside, Alexandria no Yui can't help but feel excited about the new opportunities and experiences that await her in the city and maybe she will finally find Hiro again.

 

And as Alexandria disembarks her carriage, her entourage of house guards and knights escorting her, Sebastian rushes over to greet her.

 

"Welcome, Lady Alexandria. It's an honor to have you here," Sebastian says with a bow.

 

"Thank you, Sebastian. It's good to be here," Alexandria replies with a smile.

 

Alexandria is a young woman of about 15 years of age, with strikingly beautiful features. She has emasculated beauty, with high cheekbones, almond-shaped eyes, and full lips. Her hair is a rich auburn color, cascading down her back in loose waves.

 

She's dressed in a stunning red gown, the color of House Farrel. The dress hugs her figure in all the right places, accentuating her curves and giving her an air of elegance and grace.

 

As Sebastian escorts her towards the manor, Alexandria turns to her guard and knights, "I'll be fine from here on out. Please, make sure everything is taken care of before joining me."

 

"Yes, milady," one of the guards replies with a bow, before turning to the rest of the escort and issuing orders.

 

Sebastian guided Alexandria through the grand halls of the Nuln estate, pointing out various artifacts and heirlooms as he did. "And this, Lady Alexandria, is the famed sword of House Hallgerd," he said, indicating a gleaming blade mounted on the wall. "It has been passed down from generation to generation, and has never once failed to defend our family's honor."

 

Alexandria nodded absently, her thoughts elsewhere. She couldn't help but wonder what her betrothed, Augustus, was like. She had heard rumors that he was a distant and cold man, more concerned with his duty than with matters of the heart. It made her uneasy, to say the least.

 

As they turned a corner, they nearly collided with Heimrad, Augustus's father. "Ah, Lady Alexandria," he said with a smile. "Welcome to our home. I trust you are finding everything to your liking?"

 

Alexandria forced a smile. "Yes, thank you," she replied, though she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled over her. "Your home is very impressive."

 

Heimrad chuckled. "Thank you, my dear. We Hallgerd have always prided ourselves on our hospitality."

 

Sebastian cleared his throat. "Shall we continue the tour, my lord?"

 

Heimrad nodded, falling into step beside them. "Of course. Lady Alexandria, have you heard of the Battle of the Red River? It was one of the greatest victories in Hallgerd history, and it all began with a daring charge led by my great-great-grandfather."

 

Alexandria tried to focus on Heimrad's words, but her mind kept wandering back to Augustus. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was making a terrible mistake by agreeing to marry him.

 

Heimrad noticed her distracted expression. "Is something troubling you, Lady Alexandria?"

 

Alexandria hesitated, then decided to be honest. "I...I'm just a little nervous about my betrothal to Augustus," she admitted. "I don't know him very well, and...well, I've heard some rumors about him that make me uneasy."

 

Heimrad frowned. "I see. May I ask what rumors those are?"

 

Alexandria bit her lip. "Well, I've heard that he's very cold and distant, and that he's more concerned with his duty than with his wife."

 

Sebastian spoke up before Heimrad could respond. "My lady, please don't believe everything you hear. Augustus is a fine man, and a loyal son of House Nuln. He takes his duties very seriously, but he also has a kind heart."

 

Alexandria looked at Sebastian skeptically. "How can you be so sure?"

 

Sebastian smiled. "Because I've known him since we were children. He's always been a good friend to me, and I know he'll make a wonderful husband to you."

 

Heimrad nodded in agreement. "Sebastian speaks the truth, Lady Alexandria. Augustus may be reserved, but he is a good man. And he will make a fine lord of House Hallgerd someday."

 

Alexandria wasn't entirely convinced, but she nodded anyway. "I...I understand. Thank you, Lord Heimrad, Sebastian."

 

Heimrad smiled. "Of course, my dear. Now, let's continue the tour, shall we?"

 

Sebastian cleared his throat. "Shall we continue to study?"

 

Alexandria nodded, still feeling a sense of unease. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but there was something about this place that didn't sit right with her. As they walked down the hallway, she couldn't help but feel like she was being watched. It was almost as if the walls themselves were closing in on her.

 

Finally, they arrived at Augustus's study. Sebastian opened the door, revealing Augustus sitting behind a grand desk.

 

"Miss Farrel, welcome to Hallgerd Estate," Augustus said, barely looking up from his paperwork. "I hope your journey here was pleasant."

 

Alexandria approached him cautiously, taking note of his detached demeanor. "It was tolerable, thank you," she replied, unsure of how to read his expression.

 

As she looked around the study, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. There were hidden messages in the way Augustus spoke, as if there was more going on beneath the surface. She wondered what secrets he was hiding behind his calm and collected façade.

 

Despite her skepticism, she tried to maintain a polite demeanor. "Your estate is quite impressive," she said, hoping to break the tension.

 

Augustus finally looked up at her and smiled. "Thank you, Miss Farrel. It is an honor to have you here as a guest. Please, make yourself at home."

 

But even as he spoke, Alexandria couldn't shake the feeling that there was something he wasn't telling her. She knew she would have to be careful in her interactions with him, lest she fall prey to his subtle manipulations.