Grace Martin
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As Berengar left the dining room and his family behind before Lambert's outburst, he could not witness the scene of his scheming brother scared to the bone. Instead, he had already headed to his room to draft new blueprints. He felt as if Ludwig could be trusted and willing to take the credit for the inventions if he asked. As such, he spent the next hour drafting plans for a Beehive Oven. Which was the best method currently available for turning Coal into Coke. Something which would prove to be vital in…-
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Within a fertile valley, surrounded by the Alps mountains, lies the inhabited region of the Barony of Kufstein. A large tributary for the Danube river flowed through the valley, the crisp blue water providing life to all beings within the region. As the light of dawn shown upon the harmonious territory, the rooster's cries awoken the peasant class to the beginning of a long day of hard work. Though the nobility tended to sleep longer than the common folk in which they presided over, one young lord had…
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Berengar stood firmly in front of his father and the head engineer. The two stared at him intensely; their shape gaze could practically penetrate Berengar's soul. Especially the shrewd eyes of the old engineer. It was as if his secret had been revealed by being inspected by those old discerning eyes. Finally, the tension was eased as a smile broke across the old Engineer's face as he bowed respectfully to Berengar. "Milord, I am Ludwig, a humble servant of your family. Your father asked me here to…
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The light of dawn shone down through the windows of the Castle's living quarters and onto Berengar's face. The moment the rays of the sunlight touched his face, he had awoken from his slumber. Sitting up while rubbing his shoulders, he yawned heavily, still tired from the previous day's workout. In fact, most of his body was sore. Nevertheless, that did not deter him from what he needed to do. Berengar quickly got dressed into some simple loose-fitting clothes and began his daily exercise, which lasted…
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Berengar continued his exercise routine for some time, taking small breaks to recover when he felt his heart rate rising too high. With a complete and total lack of modern exercise equipment, the tall yet dreadfully skinny young man was forced to exercise the old-fashioned way. This exercise regimen was modeled after the U.S. Army's PT standards. Albeit scaled down to a capacity in which his frail body and weak heart could handle. As he continued to persevere through a task that was incredibly difficult…
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Henrietta re-appeared with the court physician not long after she had left. Though she wore an expression that showed a great deal of concern, the physician did not share her empathy. Berengar sat upright in bed, having a difficult time speaking due to how dry his throat was. Evidently, this body had sweat out most of its excess liquid while undergoing a fever. Few thought he would survive the night. The Physician carefully examined Berengar and was shocked to see that the young man had recovered from…
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Lt. Julian Weber gazed across the construction project his unit was responsible for. As the U.S. involvement in the war in Afghanistan came to a close, he was stuck building a bridge in the middle of nowhere for some god-forsaken country. If there was one thing he had learned during his four years as an officer in the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers, it was unwise to criticize the high command's stupidity openly. Thus he kept his mouth shut as he and the other officer's mapped out the construction project…
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