Chapter 89: You'll Never Be a Good Leader

Chapter 89: You'll Never Be a Good Leader

While his usual training sessions with the knight cadets were relegated to drills and conditioning, the weekend-long training exercise in the mountains east of the city left Fabian feeling energized. He often grew bored with drills, and thus he found his training with Master Pete much more useful.

However, that weekend with the knight cadets was meant to stage a specific scenario. They were required to trek through the mountains, build a camp, and survive for the weekend on their own rations and abilities. At the same time, they also had to plan a rescue of a hostage from an old fortress in the mountains.

It was his first time experiencing a mock mission, and it drew on everything he had learned thus far and more. He had much to learn watching and taking part in the mission, but felt that he now had an edge on Connors experience.

Fabian walked from the knight quarters to the palace. Usually, he and Gideon were dropped off at Lyce in the morning on the first weekday, so they could spend as much time in the safety of the palace as possible.

As he reached the imperial palace gates, he showed his crystal token to the guard and was let in. He then walked across the massive lawns and walkways to get to the palace itself.

While it was relatively late, he knew Gideon would still be awake and went to report his arrival to him. Fabian didnt go directly to his room. He slung his bag over his shoulder and went straight to Gideons. He knocked on the door.

Your Highness, Ive returned, he said, just loud enough for his voice to get through the door.

A moment later, it opened, and Gideon peeked out before opening the door wide and smiling. Welcome back! How did the training exercise go?

He stepped to the side and Fabian automatically stepped into the room.

It went far better than I thought, Fabian told him. I knew it was going to be a mock mission, but I didnt know what it entailed until we were dropped off at the base of the mountain. He took a seat in the antechamber of Gideons massive room. There was a notebook on the table with Gideons handwriting and Fabian assumed he mustve been laying on the sofa, writing earlier.

Tell me about it, Gideon returned to the sofa and sat down. Oh, do you want water? Have you eaten?

Fabian nodded and smiled with thanks. Gideon was always making sure he was eating and drinking well. I have, with the cadets.

Gideon nodded, satisfied. What was the mock mission?

Hostage rescue, Fabian said. His heart quickened just thinking about it. The hostage was kept in one of the rooms of an old fortress. It was guarded by knights on a specific rotation, and we had to survey the area, strategize, and then execute a plan with as little casualties and notification of the enemy as possible.

Gideon smiled, looking excited for him. Were you able to?

Fabian chuckled. Not as much as wed like. We were able to get the hostage, but the enemy was alerted sooner than we thought, and we had to alter our plans.

How did you communicate if you were already in position? Gideon cocked his head to the side.

We have altered comcry devices to communicate. Theyre quieter, but not that much quieter, Fabian said. The mission leader had us move in squads. It required the change of three of us.

Gideon nodded. That sounds intense. Im excited just thinking of it.

I know my education is still lacking compared to the knight cadets, but this experience has shown me much. I have a better idea of how everything comes together, Fabian told him.

Gideon let out a low relieved breath and nodded. Do you think the training commander leading the trip will be able to submit a report of your participation to my parents?

Fabian nodded. Gideon had been doing what he could to try to keep track of his improvement and show it to the Emperor and Empress. Gideon had his training schedule, asked Master McDouglass and the training commanders at the knight cadets to submit periodic assessments, and would gather Fabians strategy and conduct books. The only assessments he couldnt get were from Master Pete.

Fabians liege held him in high regard and trusted him; Fabian knew he couldnt undermine that trust and was determined to remain as Gideons knight.

I believe they will be submitted within the week, Fabian replied. I feel more confident about La Garda.

I have no doubt that you will be accepted under your own merit, Gideon told him, almost as determined. Your technique has always been excellent, and you are improving every day. I was concerned about your master, as we dont know much about him, but it seems hes very skilled, as well. It puts me at ease.

Fabian nodded. I want you to be confident with my ability to protect you.

Gideons face seemed to soften, and he reached out and put his hand on Fabians shoulder. I never doubted your ability, Fabian. I never will. There may be others who are better than you now, but that is temporary. You will improve and be as good as Sir Nassaun.

Fabian felt both relief and joy at his friends reassurance. The next time I have a match with Lady Guevera, I will be sure to win.

Gideon drew his hand back and seemed to avoid his eyes. Speaking of Lady Guevera, I have to tell you something.

Fabian looked a bit confused and furrowed his brows. Is something wrong? He knew that the two often clashed. If Lady Guevera hadnt mentioned Prince Piers when she called about the Prime Ministers party, Gideon never wouldve called her back.

No, nothing is wrong, Gideon told him. He took a deep breath. My parents gave the imperial order to keep this information secret, so I could not tell you ahead of time. Over the weekend, I went to the delta with my brother.

Fabian sat up straight and looked concerned. Did they abduct you again? Last time, he found out that Gideon had been abducted when he returned to the palace and was forbidden from following him, as Gideon was being punished.

No, no. Gideon shook his head, cringing a bit. This time I went willingly. My brother was celebrating his birthday at the delta.

Fabians eyes widened. No wonder Gideon went willingly. Prince Piers never had birthday celebrations due to his situation. At most, they were family dinners. Prince Piers didnt hold any balls for his birthday. He didnt even have a coming-of-age sixteenth birthday ball, as was tradition.

It was a pity, but Fabian knew there wasnt much he could do about it. The first prince didnt seem to care either way.

Its surprising that His Highness Prince Piers would celebrate at the delta.... Fabians voice trailed off, a bit confused.

Gideon let out a low breath. Lady Guevera and her friends were throwing a birthday celebration over the weekend for Connor. By extension, since Piers birthday is a few days earlier, they included him in the celebration.

Fabian frowned. Why did you not tell me? I wouldve gone with you.

You had a scheduled training session and thats important, Gideon told him. Imperial knights heavily guarded the entire delta. Guevera and OTuagh knights were also present, as Mother was in attendance.

Fabian relaxed a bit, knowing that security was at its peak. Next time, tell me. Ill go with you.

Gideon nodded. I want to bring you the next time we go; however, I am concerned about your conduct with Connor and Guevera.

Fabian tensed. He looked down at the table between them. He knew that he had been extremely aggressive with the two, but he couldnt help it. Their existence made him feel competitive and he wanted to show them his skill. Fabian took a deep breath and clenched his hands on his lap.

If I go in the capacity of your knight, I will not engage in any arguments or aggression towards either Connor or Lady Guevera, Fabian told him. He could control himself that much.

Gideon smiled wryly and had some hope in his eyes. I hope so, because I think you would enjoy it there. We went whale watching, up and down the river and shore, and we had a boat race. There were games and food...everyone was enjoying their time. Gideon paused and looked down. I wished you were there with me.

Gideon was popular and had many acquaintances, but as far as real friends, Fabian could count them on one hand. In a way, Gideon always seemed to keep from getting too close to others. Only recently had he gotten close to Alessa and Mr. Guthry, though there had been some tension between them recently.

Fabian drew his lips inward. Do you not want to bring Alessa or Mr. Guthry?

Gideon looked up for a moment. He seemed to think as he took a deep breath. Id like to bring them, too. Its an enjoyable place, but Guevera doesnt have a good relationship with them, and the delta is under her authority. And if I had to choose, Id rather bring you. Im willing to talk to Guevera about this.

Fabians eyes widened once more, and he nodded. Thank you....

Fabian, after watching Guevera and her friends...theyre not that bad. Gideon seemed to hesitate to say that, and Fabian drew his head back. He tried to find words to say, and Gideon lifted his hands. Let me finish. I only noticed that as long as were not arguing, they dont have reason to start trouble. They also seem to really care about each other.... His voice tightened. And my brother.

Fabian felt his stomach twist. Everyone knew how much Gideon idolized the first prince. One word from Prince Piers could dictate the way Gideon acted and behaved for weeks. It had always bothered him that Gideons admiration of Prince Piers was not reciprocated. The first prince was not close to Gideon.

Gideon smiled with some bitterness. They made him cake and had a light show for him. Lady Guevera was careful to mitigate the sounds for him. You know they share food with each other? A small, bittersweet laugh came from Gideon. He took it directly from her plate.

Fabian clenched his hands. He knew how much Gideon just wanted to make his brother happy and be close to him. I didnt know that.

Gideon nodded. I think...I think that if I get along with Guevera, my brother will be satisfied with me.

Fabian snapped his head up. Considering how close Prince Piers seemed to be with Lady Guevera, Gideons prediction was certain. But it didnt sit well with Fabian. What about Alessa? Gideon couldnt have forgotten that Lady Guevera did not like Alessa.

Gideon took a deep breath. I dont know, he said in a solemn voice. I understand Alessas frustration with her project, but were willing to help her. He lifted his head and met Fabians eyes, confused. Why did Alessa say what the baking club said she did?

Its a misunderstanding. Fabians response was automatic. The baking club doesnt want to take responsibility for the rumors. They misconstrued Alessas words and then blamed her.

Hey! Adrien frowned. He quickened his speed to cut her off. Whats the matter? Too good to talk to a commoner? He blocked their path and Tori grabbed Ilyanas arm and stepped around him. Adrien moved to block them once more and froze before he finished.

A dagger was up against his neck and Nanny Rey carefully pressed it closer.

Adrien! Alessa looked panicked as she rushed forward, but stopped before she could get too close.

Its fine, its fine. Adrien said as he slowly raised his arms. Shes not going to hurt me out in the open like this. He let out a mocking laugh and his eyes darted towards Tori as they reached the alley entrance to Madam Midstroms. Or is she? Perhaps Lady Guevera thinks she can do anything because shes a noble.

Tori paused. She released Ilyanas arm and slowly turned around.

She looked at Adrien and smiled. If I did, do you think anyone here would come forward to admit it? She watched the corner of Adriens smug smile twitch a bit. Daybreak Garden is right there. It has the largest network of mercenaries, hunters, and soldiers in the city. And I belong to it. Who do you think theyd side with?

Thats not entirely true, another voice interrupted, and Tori looked across the street. A wagon had parked just outside Daybreak Garden and Armando was walking towards them from it. This is Daybreak Garden, my lady. You do not belong to it, Armando said, grinning. We belong to you.

Tori raised a brow. She was fairly certain that Armando was just giving her support, but she took it. She looked back at Adrien.

I dont know what you have against me, Mr. Cow, but I havent started any problems for you or Miss Hart. It was you who started them with me. If you continue to do so, I will gladly finish them, Tori said in a solemn voice. If you stay out of our way then we will stay out of yours. We dont have to keep meeting like this. Her eyes flickered to Alessa. No offense, but if I were you, Miss Hart, I would find better friends that dont keep trying to cause problems for me.

She gave Armando a small nod of gratitude before taking Ilyana and leading her to Madam Midstroms. As soon as they entered the alley, Ilyana leaned forward. What is his problem? she hissed in a low voice as her face reddened.

Tori shook her head. Thats the big question, isnt it? He must really hate me for getting in his way.

As Ilyana spoke to Madam Midstrom and got her measurements and adjustments settled, Tori mentally calculated when she last had a run-in with Alessa and if it was likely that there were going to be some problems soon because it had been so long. Not counting her boat race with Gideon and the Empress, the last big conflict she had was with Fabian.

Technically, that had nothing to do with Alessa. That involved her losing her patience because Fabian was being a dick. Tori didnt think that counted. Therefore, her last conflict was before winter break, months ago.

I guess were due for some conflict. Tori wrinkled her nose.

When they left the workshop, Nanny Rey was standing outside, guarding. Alessa and Adrien were long gone, and Tori doubted that Adrien would be the love interest who confronted her this time considering that Nanny Rey threatened to slit his throat.

Thank you for coming today, Nanny, Tori said as their carriage stopped in the plaza outside of Lyce to let them out.

Not at all, my angel. We cannot let people like him say whatever they want. Nanny Rey told her before giving them both a hug and sending them on their way.

What do you think Hart was doing there? Ilyana asked. I thought the guilds wouldnt work with her.

They wont work with that cow-bastard. Tori let out a low huff. The twelfth district does have a lot of craftsmen. Its possible that she was there looking for some. Not all of them are connected to the guilds.

Maybe she was getting a dress done for Prince Gideons ball, Ilyana said. There are many seamstresses and tailors there, too. She looked at Tori curiously. Do you think shell escort him?

Tori shook her head. No, Mama says they attend alone.

Ilyana snorted. Well, I wont be surprised when I see her on his arm that evening.

Same.

They reached the front of Lyce and could make out the open gates up ahead. There were two people standing just to the side of it. Before Tori could react, Ilyana let out a low grumble.

I knew we wouldnt be rid of her so soon.

Alessa was standing with Montan. Her face was red, and she looked distraught. Montan seemed to be trying to comfort her. This could mean only one thing.

Brace yourself, Tori told Ilyana as they approached the gates. Were about to have another incident.

Should we just pretend we dont see them?

We can only be so lucky. Ill try to get us away from them as soon as possible, Tori said.

Dont worry, Ill stay with you.

Thank you. She gave Ilyanas arm a firm squeeze.

They didnt make it to the front gates before Montan turned around and saw them. His face, which had been looking at Alessa gently, twisted with anger and reddened. They kept walking as he stormed forward.

You-

Number one, I didnt do anything to Miss Hart. Number two, whatever she told you. Prove it. Number three, Tori said as she held out her fingers in front of them as they walked past without stopping. If you cant and are going only by her word alone, then shut up and leave me alone with your willful ignorance.

Montan took in a sharp breath and stumbled back a step as they swept past. He looked almost stunned that shed spoken to him that way. You...you cant just throw your weight around as a noble!

Tori stopped and turned to look at him as if he were an idiot. Do you not understand that Miss Hart is a noble, too?

He scoffed. You and Alessa are different!

Yes, we are, but thats not my fault, Tori said. She motioned one hand towards Alessa. What is she crying about this time?

She said you ran into her in the twelfth district and threatened her friend! Montan glowered.

Tori and Ilyana both stared at him. Did she tell you why?

What does it matter-

It matters because she said I threatened her friend and I want to know why she thinks I would, Tori said. Did she tell you he was harassing us? That he tried to block us from going to our tailor? Did she tell you that at his sign of aggression, my nanny, who is an elite training commander, stepped in to stop him because she was worried for our safety?

From your face, thats a no, Ilyana frowned. Tori and I were just going to our tailor and didnt acknowledge Miss Hart.

Honestly, is Miss Hart going to cry every time she sees us? Tori said with an exasperated sigh. Is she going to blame me every time one of her friends causes trouble?

Lady Guevera, please dont blame me.... Alessa said with a pained expression.

If its not your fault that Mr. Alvere is trying to confront me, then whose fault, is it? Tori asked. Is it his fault for blaming me because you cried? Is that it? Is it his fault? She looked at Montan, demanding. Is that what happened? She looked sad and you decided it was my fault? Come on. Tell me your reason. What made you believe that I am at fault for her being distraught?

Montan didnt seem to know what to say. He looked at Alessa, who became even more upset. Her face incensed him further, but Tori stopped looking at him and her eyes were fixed on Alessa.

Please stop blaming me for the slightest inconvenience to you.

Lady Guevera!

Ilyana turned towards the voice and tugged on Toris sleeve. Another one has arrived.

Tori followed her gaze and rolled her eyes at the sight of Dimitri frowning as he approached them. He opened his mouth and she cut him off.

Dont even say anything. Whenever I talk to you, its like talking to a wall. You know what, Guthry? Youll never be a good leader if you dont even try to listen to people you dont like. You dont think nearly as well as you think you do. And while were at it: if it werent for the fact that I like your parents, I wouldnt have called the guild masters to lift the ban on you. To be honest, I regret doing so.

He took a step back and lifted his hand to his head. I only wanted to ask what was happening. He grit his teeth and he pressed against his head.

Im sure you did, Tori sneered. She shook her head at him and Montan. You two dont even realize shes using you to try to suppress me.

Shes not using us! Montan shouted and rushed forward, getting between her and Dimitri. A furious look was on his face. She is our friend! Were defending her of our own will!

And I will defend Tori out of my own will, a cold voice said behind them. Tori turned around and saw two men on horseback. Axton was closest to them with Blue Rivers reins wrapped around his hand as his cold gray eyes bore into Montan. Piers was silent on his other side, observing. Axton narrowed his eyes. Tori, Lady Agafonova, he said. Whats going on?