Lord

It felt...weird...Ike took a deep breath and opened his eyes. Nothing had changed. Nothing except that he now had a meaningless title. He looked around the room, Elincia was beaming and Sanaki was nodding in an approving fashion.
"You're new rank suits you." The purple-haired ten year old said in her friendly, but condescending tone. Elincia chimed in her agreement. The newly christened "Lord" Ike nodded, it felt...weird.

He left the nobles a few minutes later. Other nobles, he reminded himself mentally. Soren was waiting in the room they shared, he acknowledged his friend's presence with a light nod of the head and went back to his book.

"They made you a noble..." The mage said, just a hint of laughter in his voice.
"Yeah..." Ike shifted uncomfortably, "Something about being the new general...or something..." Soren nodded and went back to his book.

What did it mean to be a Lord? He thought about the other Lords he knew of. The Begninon senators were...irritating and corrupt. The lot of them (except maybe Sephiran, he seemed decent enough) were condescending, self-righteous, racists. There was Princess Elincia...who was nice, but completely helpless. The apostle was a stuck-up, stubborn child, who he found more endearing after every conversation. Sanaki was a brat, but her heart was in the right place. Still, over all, nobles were...irritating, and now he was one.

"In name only." He said, through gritted teeth. And as if to prove it, spent the rest of the day outside training, and then ate dinner with his elbows on the table.