As the count's features hardened with resolve, his determination to protect his daughter became palpable. With a nod that spoke volumes of his unwavering resolve, he motioned for his guards to accompany us. I stood beside him, heartened by his swift action in response to the threat that loomed over his family.
Addressing the guard captain with authority, the count issued firm instructions to launch a search for the guard who had accompanied his daughter. It was clear that he would leave no stone unturned in ensuring her safety.
In a gesture of gratitude and trust, the count pressed five gold coins into my hand. His appreciation for my role in bringing the matter to his attention was evident, and I accepted the coins with a nod of acknowledgment.
Then, gathering my courage, I voiced a humble request to the count. "If you don't mind, my lord," I began, my voice steady despite the weight of my request, "could you assist me in acquiring an education in reading and writing? In these tumultuous times, such skills are essential for navigating the challenges of our world."
The count regarded me with a thoughtful expression, his eyes reflecting a mixture of respect and consideration. "Of course," he replied, his voice carrying the weight of his noble bearing. "I shall ensure that you receive the education you seek. Knowledge is a powerful tool, and in your hands, it will be wielded with wisdom and purpose."