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Memory 2: Lucien at the Military Academy

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Lucien is exhausted -- he is a young man, scarcely more than a boy. It is the early hours of the morning. He appears to be on the mustering grounds of a fort or redoubt, though it is clearly a time of relative peace given how the primary feelings at the moment were more of irritation at the lack of sleep, and the want to return to bed where it was warm and soft. Then, from seeming nowhere, a sharp pain in his collarbone, enough to make him see starbursts and immediately have to blink back a few tears. His eyes refocus; an older man man now stands before him, holding the cane as if it were a sword at en garde.

"Sleeping, your highness? That will not do! The enemy is always ready to take advantage of your weakness. Perhaps... a morning jog will do you good?"

Takeaways:

• Lucien evidently didn't get favorable treatment during his stint at the academy.
  
• The training had to have lasted longer than two years; perhaps the majority of his education occurred here?
  
• This old man was someone who he respected if he endured that with no comment and all attempts to show a stoic front.
  
• Said old man had to have been high ranking to be doing that; even if he wasn't receiving special treatment he did just strike a royal scion with no consequences.
  
• The war between the Empire and the Forest must have cycled hot and cold several times even in Lucien's lifetime, if his younger self was concerned with that.
  
• That hurts his shoulder just to think about... ;~;