Prolog 4- Step & Katy
Moments after the son of Marques Elenges arrived in his room, he isolated himself and not only dedicated himself to researching the Gomobiroa academy for about an hour.
The servants of the house whispered at his doorstep.
"Stand aside, I can't see well" A couple of 13-year-old maids were crouched in front of the door lock "Don't push me, I want to see too" One of them was blonde while the other had orange hair, both were very well developed for their age.
They were trying with all their might to look inside the room.
Their names were Katlien and Stephany, they were both servants who were born in the mansion, these being the daughters of servants. These girls were fortunate to receive an academic education at the level of that of a noble, however from a young age they began to be trained to become servants when they grew up.
Although, they did not have the opportunity to choose their destiny at any time, they were not displeased with their jobs, unlike the Marquis's son they often leave the Mansion and that has given them a clear idea that they were born wealthy.
They were both in love with the boy, although to his misfortune he only saw them as little sisters. Although at first the discovery that they both loved the same boy created a division in their friendship, they both reconciled and faced the situation in a very mature way.
Back then the conversation went something like this:
"Stay out of my way, I'll be his first lover!"
"Are you crazy? You can tell that he is madly in love with me, if you beg me on your knees maybe he will allow himself to be the second concubine!" It was certainly quite civilized talk compared to the dirty joke war they were waging up to this point.
Luckily, after a whole week of "Negotiations", an agreement was signed in which the one who got a confession of love from the boy would become his first lover, and the loser would prostrate at the feet of the winner and only then could become her lover.
It had been 6 years since they made that deal, however and despite the fact that both won big and round weapons, neither of them made the slightest advance.
At this point, every detail they knew about his life helped.
The boy was not in a great hurry to find a mate, after all, he knew that no matter what happened in the future he would marry a maid like his mother.
For centuries, before the fall of the empire, the dire consequences of incest were known, however noble relationships were disturbed by this discovery. The emperor Gallardo Samael approved the "The project of healthy birth in the nobility" more than 430 years ago, however the latter became invalid 50 years after the fall of the empire.
At this time, a partial solution was found. The current emperor, Martin Samael recovered the old law of noble promotion to solve these problems, thanks to this law, individuals who demonstrated their worth or power to the empire would be named nobles and would be able to marry another noble.
However, the Elenges house had a curious tradition that was born with the entry into decline of the healthy birth project, this tradition dictated that the first-born of the Elenges house should beget with a servant. This tradition pushed the Elenges house to a political death, this was not a problem, from the beginning the Elenges house was a warrior caste whose power came from having the head of the family directing the army of the empire.
Katlien and Stephany were silently fighting to see inside the room. To say that they wanted to know why he isolated himself in his room as soon as he left the dining room was an understatement.
They must have known.
Both girls' fight was interrupted when the door opened.
"Oh, Step, Katy, what are you doing at my door?" They both stood up quickly as their faces turned redder than tomatoes. "Were they worried about the duel?"
Their expressions crinkled. "Duel?" Katy asked.
"Eh? Haven't you heard of the duel?" The boy took out a pocket watch and checked the time. "It has been 2 and a half hours since breakfast, I thought that by now everyone in the mansion would have found out" The boy looked up and looked at the servants who were watching from afar, they nodded confirming that his assumption was correct.
"Tch" Step clicked his tongue indignantly "Who is your opponent?"
"Step, it really does matter who his opponent is, if he is
"Well ... my opponent is ... my sister" Both girls froze in place upon hearing that response.
«That damn bitch» they both thought at the same time. They hated to death the stepsister of her lover, that girl had put herself in her way so many times ... They remembered the past.
When they were both 8 years old, they spent 3 sleepless nights knitting the best handkerchief for the birthday of her loved one, however, on the day of her birthday party Liz changed her work hours so that they could not meet him at no time. When they finally escaped they met Liz.
"Liz .... we have ... we just wanted to give these tissues to
"I'll give it to my brother for her share." There was simply no room for discussion and the two of them had to quit a three-night job.
In retaliation they revealed the secret that she was sneaking up on the gardener's son, even though that was the main topic of conversation at the mansion for a month, Liz didn't change her expression in the slightest.
That was humiliating.
One summer day about a year later, they both joined forces to cook a cake for their loved one, however when they went to the boy's room they found out that that day the family would be celebrating an outdoor tea party, a cake would be too much .
However, they were allowed to bring a slice of cake for the boy to taste.
After that they sneaked into the bushes only to see her lover feeding Liz with the cake that they baked with their bare hands.
In the neighboring bush the gardener's son trembled with anger.
Since then Katy and Step have been harassing Liz in the most subtle ways possible so that other people would not notice.
Although for some reason demonic flowers began to bloom at the base of the black-haired boy window.
"You can't face Liz, it's impossible, give up" Katy declared instantly.
The black-haired boy already expected that reaction.
However, he was determined.
He was a warrior.
He walked slowly through the corridors of the mansion unable to get the duel out of his head.
He was anxious, very anxious, but despite everything that set him apart from his family he had inherited something from his family.
The ability to turn his anxiety and fear into emotion.
Yes, he was anxious, however he could not wait to start fighting, his body trembled preventing him from concentrating on anything but the duel that would be fought in the afternoon.