A Mother's Duty.
Horst Manor...
Amelia was in her room, changing into outdoor clothes and thinking of the day's events, wishing she had taken Frank's place and participated in the competition in his place.
But even then, according to the news of how strong the assailants had been, she had to admit that there was no assurance that she would have survived.
The Competition had officially ended about an hour ago but long before then, the Horst scions had already returned and sometime later, Frank arrived as well.
When the knowledge of all that had happened in the forest had been relayed to her in full detail, Amelia had not seen her brother as a coward, on the contrary, she now believed his prophecy had been real.
She was no idiot. She knew that the difference in their talent was bound to cause envy. As someone who had seen life outside of this City, the prospect of staying here, even with the title of Horst lord, was not something to celebrate.