Chapter 3: Arc I Chapter 2

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Arc I  Chapter 2

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“Lady Aurora, I am aware of your lineage and your talent, but being a Schwarz is no reason for neglecting your studies. Magic is a delicate art. Hard work and continuous effort are required to master it. You are the sole heiress of the House of Schwarz. You have a duty to fulfil, a duty you cannot escape through negligence.“

 

Geralt resorted to an icy stare. Her father Aurelius, an old friend of his, entrusted Geralt his cherished daughter. “You are a Schwarz. As such, expectations rest upon your shoulders, Lady Aurora.“  

 

A sigh escaped Geralt. Aurelius hoped he might succeed where all others had failed, awakening his daughter's magic potential. Her father placed his faith in him, a trusted friend and a retainer versed in the field of magic.

 

He had failed. He had failed, like all tutors before him. Teaching her the secrets of magic proved far harder than expected. Aurora didn't lack mana. Her line, the ancient power Schwarzean blood running through her veins, blessed her with considerable potential, yet her magic amounted to little despite plenty of mana at her disposal.

 

No matter the effort, even her simplest spells failed time and time again. He didn't understand why. Was it because of her lack of resolve, her timid, nature, her tender heart, or her weak constitution? Aurora was a frail girl. Her entire childhood, she suffered from frequent illness and unstable mana due to the unfortunate circumstances of her birth and heritage.

 

Geralt pitied the poor girl and the future that awaited her. He truly did. Aurora was a good girl who deserved better. Since the day she was born, Aurora carried not only rights, but also obligations. She wasn't a girl of lesser birth. She was a Schwarz. Much was expected of her, but she fell short of the expectations placed upon her. 

 

Aurora disappointed her father, yet her being born weak was of little relevance, as she was only placed second in the line of succession. Aurora could have continued her pampered life for the rest of her days, but fate decided otherwise. Death claimed her  beloved mother early, and then her older brother.

 

Tiberius was widely hailed as a genius of the magical arts and rarely failed to impress. He possessed intellect. He possessed charisma. He possessed status. He possessed everything that Aurora lacked. Her brother was destined for greatness. He stood for the brilliant future of the House of Schwarz ...  

 

Peace reigned between the Kingdom of Arcadia and the High Elves of Alfreik since the war of the Fifth Livonian coalition thirty years ago, but the peace was brittle. Border disputes persisted across the north-eastern regions. Skirmishes were anything but rare in Ostmark, and minor border conflicts frequent.

 

Young and confident, Tiberius volunteered for an assignment at the border. It was the duty of nobility to fight, and the posting promised prestige and honour. Tiberius would never return.

 

The Arcadian army suffered a bitter defeat at the battle of Austerlitz, with the 2^nd  Army nearly being wiped out. 15 000 men met their end at the hand of treacherous elves.

 

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Overnight, Aurora became the sole heiress of the House of Schwarz. Always overshadowed by her older brother, she was forced to play a role she never wanted.

 

Her lack of magic talent suddenly turned problematic, very problematic. A Schwarz duchess with only rudimentary understanding of the arcane arts was ... troublesome in many aspects. In a world where strength ruled supreme, weakness could not be tolerated.

 

Geralt narrowed his eyes. “Do you understand? That is why you need to study hard.“ 

 

Aurora averted her eyes. Lengthy stares distressed her. They followed her everywhere, ever judging, ever ridiculing, ever deriding her for being nothing but an eternal failure. “I will give my best, Lord Geralt.“

 

Even when her best was never enough, never enough. No amount of studying, no amount of training helped. Her magic didn’t improve, and the bullying at the academy didn't stop. The bullying only grew worse since the day her brother died. Tiberius couldn't protect her any more.

 

Geralt encouraged her with a smile. “I know you do, Lady Aurora. I am sure one day your efforts will bear fruit, Aurora.“ 

 

“Do you really think so, Geralt?“ Aurora's eyes sparkled with new hope.

 

“I do, Lady Aurora. Just believe in yourself ...“

 

“Lord Geralt!“ Ardbert and his horse approached the carriage. A seasoned veteran and knight captain, he commanded the escorting knights. His face looked concerned.

 

Geralt listened.“What's the matter, Sir Ardbert? Have we already reached the village?“

 

Ardbert shook his head. “No, My Lord, but something else requires your attention. It seems we have gained some new friends. I doubt they come with the best of intentions.“

 

His hand gripped his sword. The meaning was clear.

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