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Jann is minding his own business. He is playing by himself in the courtyard with a wooden sword: this definitely constitutes minding his own business. Nothing that follows is his fault.
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abeance
"I'm good at manticores, though. I mean, in theory. I haven't tried fighting a real manticore yet."
abeance
Jann pats him on the shoulder. "So what've you been up to besides getting mistaken for a princess and not kissing any girls, huh?"
first-and-final
"Oh, you know. Breaking exciting new combinations of bones. Learning statecraft from my parents. Visiting Reko with Mom."
abeance
"I hear if you break your shoulder and all of the opposite toes and both elbows you win a stuffed unicorn."
abeance
Jann enjoys his break and then goes back to school. Swords! Horses! Manticore marionette! Protocol and tactics and tourneys and armor and lances and calisthenics!
Jann does solidly okay on everything. It would be pretty hard to be more exactly smack dab in the middle of what is expected of knight students, down to being slightly better at some things than other things but the whole shebang being a wash.
When they reconvene there are also new would-be knights, and it is customary for them to get shepherded around by preexisting students. Jann had one; they're still friends. He turns up to be assigned one of the newbies himself.
Jann does solidly okay on everything. It would be pretty hard to be more exactly smack dab in the middle of what is expected of knight students, down to being slightly better at some things than other things but the whole shebang being a wash.
When they reconvene there are also new would-be knights, and it is customary for them to get shepherded around by preexisting students. Jann had one; they're still friends. He turns up to be assigned one of the newbies himself.
avec-le-coeur
His assigned newbie is a boy named Glynn. It's easy to pick him out of the gaggle, because he is the youngest, shortest boy present, just past thirteen in contrast to everyone else's fifteen-or-nearly. He has bright green eyes and bright blond hair and a positively scintillating smile.
abeance
"Hullo, Glynn, I'm Jann," says Jann, when he has located his assignment. "Are you as young as you look?"
abeance
"About thirteen? I know they sometimes take younger students but I don't know how you're supposed to manage it, what did you do, beat a teacher in a duel?"
abeance
So Jann shows him around; he picks a different route from the other pairs to avoid traffic. "You always want to be a knight?" he asks. "Or did you wake up the other week having come over all swordy?"
abeance
"Also always. But I have never beaten a teacher in a duel. I can try to trade you with the best in my year if you prefer to have a buddy who is similarly impressive."
abeance
"Can't scare me. So over here are the stables, did you bring your own horse?"
abeance
"Okay, you can use school horses, avoid the big black one, he bites. You can borrow mine too if I'm not using her and you know what you're doing with a horse, she's the strawberry roan paint over there, see? Name is Morganite. I think that's a rock, I let my cousin name her because I couldn't think of anything."