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Lady Luck and the Soldier of Misfortune.
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Aleph Devlin [1] "You're a princess? No, you're a bag of gold with an attitude that I don't necessarily care for. Get a move on."
Satomi Yama [1]
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"You would think a noble wouldn't take her time. It isn't like she would have much to do."
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #04731A || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #d6a71c
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #04731A || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #d6a71c
When your occupation is of a paid sword it is unlikely you will have too much chance to meet or otherwise interact with those in the higher echelon of society. This was mostly true to the mercenary who now stood at the front doors of the Aelston's beautiful and grand castle. As far as buildings go it was a bit intimidating. It had doors that were prettied up and decorated to look more expensive than a small house, and every speck of the immediate area surrounding it was as clean as could be. Even the guards escorting the man into the castle wore armor seemed to be more for aesthetic pleasure than for practicality. The most troubling thing to Aleph was that this was merely the outside of the castle.
The guards pushed open the heavy doors to the castle and revealed an interior much more overwhelming than the exterior. It is unfortunate to say that Aleph did not have the proper knowledge to use fanciful words, so his only description could be 'expensive'. Expensive chandeliers, expensive carpet, expensive drapes, expensive... well, everything. He thought of how much all this must have cost and realized that he might not even be able to afford one item from this building had he combined the total profits from every job he ever took during his life. If anything this reinforced his dislike for nobles. There were people who could not even afford to fend for themselves, yet these kinds of people bought the most pointless of items for no reason more than that they had wished to be able to claim that they had owned the item. Very greedy, they were. But maybe a mercenary was not really in a position to say such things.
"Right this way, Master Devlin. Empress Yama will be with you shortly so allow me to escort you to the proper area." came the voice of what appeared to be one of many servants within the premises. Aleph followed the man to the throne room, complete with two very elaborate chairs, raised steps, and a canopy.
....and then they moved on to a simpler room. 'Simple' of course was relative. There were luxury items such as (probably) famous paintings and vases and jars and a whole bunch of stuff Aleph couldn't really appreciate, but it was slightly less overwhelming. The room was mostly empty besides a couple of chairs stuffed into the corner it appeared to serve no specific purpose. Perhaps a place to sit down a read, maybe? As they entered the room, the man leading Devlin turned to face him and politely asked him to remain in the room while he fetched the empress. A respectful bow marked the man's hasty departure as he scurried up a flight of stairs, presumably to go retrieve the aforementioned empress.
Hoping to kill some time, Aleph surveyed the room. One glance left and the another right. The mercenary felt very uncomfortable out of his element. He was always used to sleeping off the land or at an inn, but never did he have the opportunity to even visit the house of someone with actual coin. Except when in the few instances where he was part of a company laying assault to a town for whatever reason, and the who fighting aspect of it, as well as perhaps blood everywhere had made it impossible to simply admire the scenery. But here he was, personally called in by the late emperor to escort a princess to a foreign country for.... reasons. He was not actually given the specifics but he was aware it likely had to have something to do with Aelston's discovery. Some special metal or something. Countries could fight for the most mundane of reason, couldn't they? Well, as long as they did he would have a job and that was fine by him. He could not see himself settling down for a miner or a farmer's work. Or anything, really.
"This had better be worth it." he complained to himself.
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