Anticipation

Sylvia didn't grab me and start telling me what to do.

She simply marked on the map where I needed to go.

A meeting arranged personally by the leading candidate for the throne.

Other people would probably consider it an honor.

Of course, neither Sylvia, who marked it on the map for me, nor I seemed to think of it that way.

At least, I didn't.

Thinking that, I recalled the map Sylvia had marked and what she'd told me.

'I think this is a sword style most ordinary people don't know.'

Sylvia continued speaking as she marked the map.

'But anyone with a certain amount of status knows it.'...