It is late and I am exhausted after a long laborious day. Then again this I should be used to this for I am a Page. I spend my day serving the noblemen and learning to be a knight. I work to become strong, riding horses and mastering the use of weapons. How I love practicing fencing, I love the way the sward feels as it swings through the air. Oh, how I await being a knight. We work hard though always on the move running areas for the noblemen, doing chores and running more areas. By the end of the day I am sour and my body aches and then I wake up bright and early and repeat. I confess, sometimes I miss my home, my family but I know this is what my father wants, for he too is a nobleman. I live in a magnificent castle with the man I am serving
