A Servant's Resolve: 1-3 The New World

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Alfred returns to his hometown for Mass and bumps into his good friend, Alexander. Alexander tells him some foreboding news about the New World...

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• I should go back to my hometown for church services. I usually go at least one Sunday per month.
• There's nothing amazing about my hometown.
• Everyone is poor, and barely scrapes by on their meager earnings.
• My parents are both farmers. It's hard work for little gain.
• They're only 40, but the creases on their faces make them look twice their age.
• I don't want to suffer like them. At least this lowly job offers a better prospect than farming.
• If I impress the nobles, their tips could easily last me a few months.
• Things will be even better when I get a promotion.
• I want to stay in the Palace of Versailles the rest of my life.
• It's a comfortable job that pays well, even if the nobles can be jerks. Honestly, what more could I ask for?

• When I enter my house, my best pal Alexander is waiting for me. He is also back for a break.
• Alexander: Alfred! It's been too long!

• Alfred: Looking good, lad! What are you up to these days?

• Alexander: I've been working as an apprentice on a ship.

• Alfred: Good for you. A shining career in the making!

• Alexander: Quit teasing me! I'm just trying to put food on the table, like everyone else.

• Alfred: Good point. The money we make is barely enough for us to get by.

• Alexander: I thought you worked in the Palace of Versailles?

• Alfred: Yes, but I'm just a lowly, nameless servant to the nobles. Like, who even cares about me?

• Alexander nods his head thoughtfully before speaking.
• Alexander: And everything gets more and more expensive every day.

• Alexander: It's tough to just survive!

• Alfred: Sigh. Blame our wretched fates.

• Alfred: We were born into the lowest rung of society, destined to work ourselves to death for money.

• A gloomy atmosphere hangs in the air. After a brief silence, we turn to look at each other.
• Alfred: Why are we discussing such things instead of celebrating our reunion?

• Alexander: Ha ha, yes! We rarely have the chance to meet. Would you like a drink?

• Alfred: Yes, let's go! My treat.

• Alexander: Thank you! I have big news.

• I stand up and pat Alexander on the shoulder. We head for the door.

• We settle in our usual spot at the tavern.
• Alexander: This place looks the same after all these years...

• Alfred: The world may have changed, but not this place.

• The waiter brings us two glasses of beer.
• Alexander: Aha! Still the good old taste I remember.

• Alfred: Cheers to our pathetic life!

• We clink our glasses and sip our beer.
• Alexander: So... my big news. Heard it from some naval officers.

• Alexander beams at me excitedly. He's clearly dying to share.
• Alfred: Tell me! I'm listening.

• Alexander: You know the New World, don't you? A war is brewing soon...

• Alfred: The what?

• Alexander: You've never heard of the New World?

• Alexander furrows his brow. He dips his finger in his beer and draws a few lines on the table.
• Alexander: Well, we're here, and the New World is.... here. Across the sea.

• Alfred: It's so far away. Whatever happens there has nothing to do with us, right?

• Alexander: You can't say that! The Marquis de Lafayette intends to join the war!

• Alfred: ...Wait what? Lafayette?

• That name brings back memories. I still remember that day...

• Lafayette: He does not need to bear the brunt of your unreasonable anger, Madame.

• Comtesse: What are you talking about?

• Lafayette: Don't you think it's a bit much to beat a servant for such a trivial affair?

• Comtesse: I beg your pardon? I'm only doing this to protect my dignity as a noble!

• Lafayette: Dignity? It seems you're doing this for your vanity.

• Comtesse: You! How could you take a servant's side over mine? Aren't you a noble too?

• Lafayette: You have besmirched your noble status with your actions, Madame.

• Lafayette: As nobles, we must hold ourselves to a higher standard, and set a good example for all.

• Lafayette: Your actions are not of a higher standard, Madame.

• Alfred: (The Marquis de Lafayette... He left quite an impression.)

• Alfred: (For a noble, he's certainly quite nosy.)

• Alexander: Alfred? Are you listening?

• Alfred: Huh? Yeah, I am. Still, it's too far away.

• I have absolutely no interest in the New World or any war.
• Alexander: Is your blood not pumping?

• Alfred: Eh. I get more worked up over finances.

• Alfred: (Well, I also get worked up over that Marquis...)

• Alexander: I was hoping to convince you to join me as part of Lafayette's forces.

• Alfred: Me? Join an army? You must be joking.

• Alfred: (It's not part of my life plan. I'm waiting for my promotion.)

• Alexander: Think about it. How great would slaying enemies on a battlefield be?

• Alfred: What would you get out of that? Only the risk of being slain yourself.

• I decline Alexander's proposal, and down my beer.
• Alexander: Wait, Alfred... don't you want to earn more money?

• Alfred: Of course. What's wrong with that?

• Alexander: What I mean is... this is a great way to make money.

• Alfred: Huh? What do you mean?

• Now I'm interested.
• Alexander: Haha, I knew that would get your attention.

• Alfred: Get to the point.