"But you are the Count's soldier. Since the Count has given the order, we must march," Bertrand walked not far from him, the newly knighted man's face displaying a bit of smugness. "At least, the Count has distributed all the rations and full pay to us, right?"
"Hmm, truly unexpected that I, a … could reach this step. Initially, I thought the Count just needed someone like me, Raymond, to farm and work for him, but I … became the Long Halberdier Raymond, and now Captain Raymond. I will forever be grateful for the Count's promotion, forever," Raymond remarked softly, wearing a fine chest armor, tight pants, and a round cap with three plumes. "Tell me, Sir Bertrand, I'm thinking of sending my brother Thomas to apprentice with the Dwarves. Would they accept him?"
"Your brother?" Bertrand had already fitted five brand new black arrows into the silver-trimmed quiver on his back.
