I was instantly awake, that from zero to sixty rush that one sometimes gets in their body on getting up only in this case I was being lifted up. I could see everything around me and hear around me, but my mind was not up to snuff. That familiar surreal feel of a dream was still on me as the same woman from before brought me out of where I was sleeping to another simple room with tables, chairs, and a bookcase. It looks like a multi-purpose room, both study, meeting, and dining. She closes the door and sits on at the table. Soon after setting me firmly in her hold on her lap the door at the other end of the room opened and another woman came in, she was dressed in similar fashion, but was obviously younger and less sure of herself. She placed a wooden tray on the table with a bowl of some porridge on it with a wooden spoon. After placing it before the woman holding me she bows slightly and leaves the room after some words are exchanged, I still don’t know what they mean in their entirety but for some reason a few are familiar to me.

Despite protesting in the form of waving my arms around I still get the spoon with porridge shoved into my mouth. It tasted alright, a mix of various vegetables and grains though none directly known to me. After having the entire bowl of porridge being fed to me I felt sleepy once more, while cursing the habits of a child. I internally groan as my mind still can’t finish that list I had of priorities once again.

When I awaken again it is in the middle of a situation that every small child goes through, yep I just released myself. SIgh this is what I wake up for, well after making a fuss and the same woman from before that is apparently in charge of my care cleans things up and I get moved once more into the pouch I get a bit of time to think. Well looks like she is just taking me out of the manor I was in, I take the opportunity to look around. While the outside was stone, the inside appears to be mostly wood. The walls are roughly paneled and there are only a few things hanging there. A few banners, trappings, and paintings here but nothing too outrageously decorated that would scream ‘Look at my wealth you plebeians!’. The banners all shared a common crest, presumably the house symbol. A blue kite shield with a strange black bird emblazoned on it, on closer inspection it looked similar to an eagle but more reptilian and what looked like blades for feathers. The wings in question were curved and a chevron of red was under this animal.The pictures or rather portraits presumably of the family. They were surprisingly life like and almost looked like modern photos. There were slight changes over time but a general characteristic of sharp cheekbones, firm mouth, and strong eyes. They looked rather grim but strong, like a silent guard, vigilant and ready. Hair color was a bit varied, one or two brown, black, and even one who had silver hair. Eyes were also rather varied as well though usually matching with the hair. There was both male and female members of the family and the vast majority had armour and various weapons on them regardless of gender. This family was obviously a rather militaristic one, this brought me back to that list I forgot about earlier. As we passed through the manor I saw the servants bow their heads in respect to the woman, she was dressed similar to the what were most likely maids though with colored embroidery in the house colors, then was she the head maid? I doubt she was my mother or the servants would have been more respectful then they were, she would also be better dressed. Im also going to guess that I am the child of lord but what does that entail?

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Actually how do nobility live? All those novels like to gloss things over, too much either fallen down adventurer stuff or academy life. That or well.... Let's not mention the politics(must shut away all the romance stories, shudder). I have no way way of knowing or even finding out anything further so there goes the my list. Well I guess the best thing to do is try to live my life here, but my heart aches for the life I had before. What will the future hold now in this world? Wait why did we stop, lady why are you looking at that spear with a nostalgic look, actually why is there a rack of spears here in the first place. I don’t think that noble houses should have weapons just stacked in the open, are we seriously that crazed with weapons, the portraits mostly had weapons i’m really worried now for the future.

Well we have reached the lawn area and she is letting me go free while watching, let's see ‘hmmm’ yep grass is grass. That green colour and planty texture, a bit softer than the grass I know but this stuff is wild grown. Snipping off a bit with my nails and hands and yep slightly sappy. The taste, a bit sweet but still grass the wonders of countryside plants. Well let's check out that tree over there, looks like an oak but with smoother bark. It is a young plant so not that large, can I climb it? Nope even if it is a young tree it is still too much for me. Wait why do I want to climb the tree, or actually why did I eat the grass in the first place. What, why am I running in circles. GIVE ME MY BODY BACK, wait is this my body in the first place. I AM HAVING AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS!! Well that little mind moment took about a few hours interspersed with chasing after bugs. The maid eventually grabbed me, cleaned and fed me before I went off to sleepyland in my cot. Things are just so weird, I need a break.