In the distance, a cry for help echoed through the forest. I jumped instantly on my horse and raced towards the sound. It led me through the dense forest and over a river, but soon I found the one who called for me. Leaning out the window of a small forest manor was the beautiful Countess Jennifer, my best friend of six years.
"Duchess Madeline!" she exclaimed happily. "You've come to see me at last!"
Dropping down off my horse, I smiled at her excitement. She rushed to open the front door for me, and as I stepped inside, I asked, "How are you, Jenn? Are you feeling any better?"
She told me she was and that she was very happy I had come to see her--but I supposed that was because I had picked a gift up for her before coming.
As Countess, she had many duties to attend to so we spent most of our time catching up around her work. It had been some time since last we had spoken thus we had much to say. Her work often remained untouched as we got ourselves wrapped up in stories of our lives as Countess and Duchess. Time flew by and soon our fun had to end for I needed to return to my own fortress far east of her home.
However, to my home, I did not go. I went, instead to the training garrison near my home to continue my lessons for battle. My father had suggested I take them when I was young, but I did not continue with them which I now know was a mistake because I do very much enjoy them and they are very beneficial, especially to me, a woman.
The lesson dragged on for today the men fought hand to hand combat and I had to sit out for I had recently been ill and therefore unable to take the exercise. Though, soon enough, we did simple enough drills that I participated in gladly, and then, before I knew it, the lesson was ending.
I returned home exhausted yet in high spirits to replace my fighting clothes with lighter night clothes and finished off a wonderful day reading an exciting novel before falling blissfully asleep.
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