I've drifted from battlefield to battlefield, and apart from Leto, the strongest mercenary in Switzerland, I've never been afraid of any opponent. But right now, I feel like I'm about to drown in fear.
After hours of listening to the screams of the woman I'm madly in love with, I was in such agony that I thought I'd lose my mind too, and on top of that, some bastards were pissing me off so badly I wanted to kill them.
Those bastards were the noble spectators who had swarmed in to watch my wife give birth.
What with Rosenheim's forgettable local nobles, nobles from the neighboring territories, and nobles who had come all the way from Breisburg, Rosenheim Castle was so packed there was hardly room to stand.
They wanted to witness the birth of the heir with their own eyes.
