Magnus Part 3

Joining the army was probably the best thing that I had done in my life. I say so in retrospect, having spent a huge portion of my life as an army cadet, and then being promoted to the post of a general and then the commander. It wasn't a piece of cake, but atleast I was accepted there. I was treated as an equal, not like some roadside scum that has come to good fortunes. It was difficult at first, not everything came so easily to me as everyone had assumed, but I never let them know that. I had to be discreet as I had been my whole life.

For all of them, I was the golden boy. I had the great looks, a natural charm and a way of talking that attracted a lot many people. I was a popular right from the start, maybe because I was so well versed with all the war tactics that my father had diligently taught me. He was a popular too, as I had heard and maybe somehow that had percolated to me.