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"SIR ADAN WE'RE HERE." Said a man's voice loudly from outside the carriage while opening the carriage door.
"Ok." I said loud enough for my servant to hear since there's no reason to yell and got out of the carriage.
As I stepped out of the carriage I looked up and seen a huge luxerious historic looking castle and was surprised by how luxerious and historic it looked which really slapped me in the face that I'm really in the 16th century, considering I already accepted that fact and if your confused by the centuries beginning with the disgusting chaotic 14th century which started in 1301 and ended in 1400, the 15th century started in 1401 and ended in 1500, and the beloved chaotic 16th century which is what im currently in yay me, started in 1501 and ended in 1600.
"Ha, I bet father dearest was living a good life while the former owner probably ate leftovers which the servants probably mixed piss in his drinks and shit in his food without him knowing" I thought with a scoff and started heading towards the entrance of the castle while secretly examining my surroundings since the servants are staring at me mostly with disgust and hostility which I could care a hundred shits about because I can settle scores with all of them if need be.
I arrived at the entrance of the castle and noticed a white old male servant was standing there with a cold expression and his hands behind his back in a butler attire of this century and two female servants standing behind him elegantly, obviously awaiting my arrival.
The old white butler seemingly noticing my arrival stood in his exact spot and said coldly, greeting me "Sir adan.
"Butler baltasar." I said, calmly greeting him back while secretly analyzing all three of them and noticed the two female servants weren't showing any emotions and looked at the old butler who had a cold expression which entails that he clearly doesn't have any good intentions towards me.
Baltasar snorted and gestured with his hands and said with an intense cold gaze "This way sir adan, you wouldn't want to tes...."
"Thank you for your concern butler baltasar, but I would first look at the difference in status if I wouldn't want too find my head separated from my shoulders, butler baltasar." I said calmly cutting him off while walking past him while the too female servants behind me looked scared for their lives and immediately went to do their duties without baltasar's instructions.
"I'll keep that in mind, sir adan." Said baltasar with a pissed face, leading the way towards the counts study.
As I entered the castle and followed behind butler baltasar I looked around and Immediately scoffed Internally at how better and luxerious this castle looks than my own mansion and thought while noticing a huge painting on the wall of a chocolate skinned man "Nobles sure are living it up and from what I understand from this century by the short amount of time I've been here is that I need to get a high status and alot of power because like I mentioned before I can get executed just by looking at an aristocrat the wrong way from a word alone"
I suddenly snapped out of my thoughts and noticed we arrived in front of a door and asked calmly "Is this the counts study."
*KNOCK* *KNOCK*
"Count niebla, sir adan is here." Said baltasar with a disgusted face, Ignoring my question and probably not wanting to say my name but had too which made me want to roll my eyes but didn't.
"BRING HIM IN." Said a deep voice loudly from inside the study.
Butler baltasar opened the door and stepped aside for me to walk in while whispering with a smirk "You'll get what you deserve you pathetic black horse shit bastard."
I walked past baltasar not bothering to waste my breath on him which made him grit his teeth hardly in rage and close the door behind me while I made my way inside fully and seen a handsome very tall 6'5 chocolate skinned man with light honey brown eyes, very dark brown neck length styled hair that looked black with a diamond shaped face and a muscular physique.
"You called for me count." I asked calmly, not moving a inch from my spot.
"Indeed I have." Said alfonso calmly while ripping a document in his hand, with it falling to the floor as he walked to his desk an sat in the chair and looked at me uncaringly.
"You will be heading off to war in a couple of days." Said alfonso calmly while picking up a pen and dipping it into some ink and started writing on a document that was in front of himself.
"What do you wa..." I asked, only to be interrupted.
"No need to be so impatient my son." Said alfonso calmly, looking up at me straight in my eyes that showed no emotion which made me internally surprised at how similar our personalities are.
Alfonso noticing my silence and uncaring face said calmly "I called you here to inform you that I will be selecting ten people for you to command during the war."
"Yes count." I said calmly while secretly analyzing him, trying to see if he has any hidden motives but couldn't find anything and sighed internally at how hard it will be to get rid of him if it came down too it.
"He could have written a letter and told me this in advance so I wouldn't have to come all the way here" I thought with an internal sigh at some people's stupidity.
"That is all for now you are dismissed." Said alfonso calmly, not bothering to look at me.
"Yes count." I said calmly again with a bow, wanting to punch this fucker badly but refrained from doing so, knowing there will be consequences if I did.
I turned and started heading towards the door to leave but stopped and looked back at my estranged father and asked calmly "Is it fun to make your children fight for succession like your father did too you."
Alfonso didn't bother to look up from his paperwork and said calmly "When i said you were dismissed it means to leave my sight lest I need to ingrain obedience into your bones and I'm not obligated to answer any of your questions, dismissed."
I stared at him for a moment and didn't bother to awnser or bow and just opened the door and left, because if I stayed any longer I might find myself at the execution ground with the charge of killing a noble.
(Alfonso's POV)
Alfonso stared at the door for a moment with deep calculating meaning in his eyes and thought "I'll have to keep an eye on him."
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THE END...