Marriage?

I have long grown use to the intrigues of nobility. How to talk, how to act, even walk and most importantly how to use resources and manpower which is really another resource but you don't talk about that. although my father is a merely a viscount and the only reason we holds that rank is because our territory is vital for the defence of the kingdom Dakar. Paced right at the edge of the kingdoms most eastern side, our neighbours can't be called a country more like a collection of orc warlords and wandering beastmen hordes.

Back to the point though as a family who earned their nobility through great deeds on the battlefield it would not be wrong to call us a military family rather than nobility. Which is why I don't understand the need for this marriage. My family have stayed out of the games of the other nobles so why now, my father didn't marry nobility! "Now I'm behaving like a child just breathe…. It's not all bad right?" Imagining himself having to take care of some prissy noble girl " aaaah" letting out a sigh at the thought.

Knock, knock, knock

"Yes?"

"Lord your father has sent for you"

"Alright"

Switching gears and taking one last look at myself in the mirror to make sure I look presentable.

opening the sturdy wood door into the lightly decorated hallway heading to the main hall.

When I arrived the first thing I noticed as always was the myriad of heads mounted on the wall some of which included said orcs and beastmen, looking past the the long tables to the back of the main hall on the great oak throne was the family head. A man who looked like age was trying to catch up to him key word trying even through clothing you could see his muscles and his sharp eyes

"Father" said with a small bow

"A son you're finally here good as you know you are to be married to the elector family"

Another noble family treated with little respect, do mostly to the infertility of the land they own they act less like nobles and more like petty merchants.

'So that's the reason'

The marriage pool for them is already slim, not to mention the quality of the pickings though we don't hold wealth nor riches for long (you know because they have to defend the border) we do have one thing that's valuable the political sway of " I'm risking my ass protecting the border".

Acquiring resources that one needs go's much smoother.

'I suppose they need every advantage they can get'

'Even if it means giving away a daughter'

"What exactly are we getting in return?" I ask with a bit annoyance in my voice

"Hahahaha…. Favourable trade deals" getting a good chuckle form my annoyance

"It's good to marry son"

"Of course father" deadpan face

After shooing me away I go to consult with my closest companion. " it's strange times I'll tell ya! orc warlords getting bolder, bigger beastmen appearing and the life of a bachelor is getting shattered"

Oh did I mention my dear companion here is a horse.

Sir Henry the brave

However the only response I receive I an nay

"Come now it's not getting married I have the problem with it's having to spend the rest of my life with a woman I don't love"

Perhaps not understanding or not caring my "friend" search's me for food but finds me lacking going back to the boring old hay.

" sir beastmen have been spotted in our territory" a men at arm's reports quickly

A men at arms is generally considered to be a professional soldier unlike the average levy who are normal people given some training and sent out. Men at arms can include full knights to veterans with alright equipment.

As for him, he belongs to the latter.

"Inform my father and gather a few men at arms with horses"

The reason I didn't just say knights is as I said they may not be knighted.

With a servants help I manage to don my full armour and arms under a minute

My helmet has a gothic design with a mouth cover with the rest being the average plate armour covered by a blue sleeveless gambeson.

By the time I mounted sir Henry my father came out armed and ready

Wearing a Barbute helmet with dark brown antlers attached to the sides, plate amour with a green sleeveless gambeson.

"Let's move"

/ hello again dear reader it's me, it's cold up here even when summer comes nights are even colder.

As you may have been able to tell I in joy history hence all the names it actually took me awhile before remembering gambeson how embarrassing.

Oh sorry if the Mc comes off as a little whiny B

HELP HOW DO I SET A PICTURE FOR THE COVER!