Transmigrated into a Fantasy World with No Clue What To Do Chapter 11: Chapter 10: Lessons are Boring / Etiquette is Dumb

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Chapter 10: Lessons are Boring / Etiquette is Dumb I sigh as my etiquette instructor, Mrs. Finnley, continues to ramble on about proper dinner etiquette regarding which fork, spoon, and knife to use for which dish and in what order to use them. It has been three days since my father left on urgent business after I told him about the nightmare I had experienced. I still have a strong suspicion that the horrible dream was some sort of residual memory left over from the previous occupant of my body, but with no way to prove it, that is all it was, a suspicion. Since then, part of me has expected that little brat to appear to me again to explain that my suspicion was true, but so far that hasn’t happened. I figure at the very least he would have come to explain how it shouldn’t have been possible for me to have a dream regarding the memories of this body’s previous tenant. Logically, I realize that it could have been just a dream concocted by my brain using the tidbits of information I had heard up to that point and have no actual bearing in the reality of what actually happened to the former Beira. Instead, it had felt too real for me to dismiss purely as the machinations of my subconscious trying to build a false narrative to fill in past events with the information I had been given. In fact, the more I think about it, the surer I become that I had somehow experienced a memory of the original Beira, especially considering how the duke had reacted. The day after my father left, my mother, true to her word, had tutors come to start filling in the gaps in my knowledge. The first tutor, Professor Lancaster, went over the basic geography of the kingdom of Elgoss, including tidbits about the neighboring nations. Through him I learned that the lands of my father, which included the Braemar Keep and surrounding city of Lochavria, were several hundred miles to the north of the capital city Aberling, which was centrally located in relation to the kingdom’s borders. About fifteen miles to the southeast was the town of Larkinshire, which hosted a chateau for the royal family, the location that Prince Angus and Princess Isabella had been officially staying at since the night of my fifteenth birthday so that they could be close by when I woke. Unofficially, Angus had been staying in the keep until I had awoken, while Izzy had been ferrying herself back and forth, making her visits more sporadic during the three weeks before I “awoke.” The area surrounding the city of Lochavria and Braemar Keep consisted of a huge forest called The Great Lowoods, which was filled with ancient trees and spanned over two hundred miles from end to end, with the city near its center. To the east sat Ramberg Loch, a huge lake where runoff from the mountains to the northeast flowed, filling its depths with icy blue waters year-round. Larkinshire sat on the shore of the loch and boasted a vibrant fishing industry due to the abundant variety of fish that filled its waters. On its far shore sat Lancaster, a smaller fishing village that was in the neighboring duchy of Duke Breegar. To the west there was another large lake called Rainglon Loch. On its southern tip sat another small town called Galehorne which sat right on the border of the Braemar Duchy. A little over a hundred miles to the north, and slightly to the east was the former town of Hejlsberg, where there once were large mithril mines burrowed into the solitary Mount Killeld. When I asked Professor Lancaster why it was a former town and not a current town, he avoided the question and it seemed like a sore subject for him. To the west of Hejlsberg, only a few miles away, was a small mining village called New Hejlsberg, that had resumed mining the mountain for its precious ores. New Hejlsberg apparently was growing at a healthy rate and would likely be large enough to be called a town in a few years as the former residents of Hejlsberg returned to the area. Everyone seemed intent on avoiding the old Hejlsberg t