... I believe your school must have run differently from mine then.
[Not that that's a surprise but --]
That wasn't a choice we were given. Nobles by and large did not mix with the general population and we certainly didn't do our own chores. It wasn't something I had to consider until I left school altogether and was put in the field.
[She huffs a gentle breath there, a momentary frown tugging at her lips before dissipating. They aren't old annoyances but they're certainly old arguments she's had.]
I likely never would have dealt with civilians as much as I do if I hadn't been assigned to the war relief unit and insisted on being hands on involved in the field.
[That hadn't pleased her father in the least either. It was fine for her to know how to use a sword and how to ride if it were confined to nice conversation pieces for her guests and soon-to-be husband. His derision for her "playing military" had hit her hard in the beginning but she's chiefly over it now, reconciling it with his parental worry over her.
Rolling the idea along in her head she smiles a bit though.]
That does sound nice though. It must instill a great deal of comradery. I do try to eat in the mess hall with my unit now and then but they get particular about nobles and ranks and whatnot.
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[Not that that's a surprise but --]
That wasn't a choice we were given. Nobles by and large did not mix with the general population and we certainly didn't do our own chores. It wasn't something I had to consider until I left school altogether and was put in the field.
[She huffs a gentle breath there, a momentary frown tugging at her lips before dissipating. They aren't old annoyances but they're certainly old arguments she's had.]
I likely never would have dealt with civilians as much as I do if I hadn't been assigned to the war relief unit and insisted on being hands on involved in the field.
[That hadn't pleased her father in the least either. It was fine for her to know how to use a sword and how to ride if it were confined to nice conversation pieces for her guests and soon-to-be husband. His derision for her "playing military" had hit her hard in the beginning but she's chiefly over it now, reconciling it with his parental worry over her.
Rolling the idea along in her head she smiles a bit though.]
That does sound nice though. It must instill a great deal of comradery. I do try to eat in the mess hall with my unit now and then but they get particular about nobles and ranks and whatnot.