Clayton walked down the halls and went to find Nyoria. Once he did he pulled her into a room where they couldn't be heard from anyone. He closed the door and looked at her. "Nyoria I have a serious question." He said to her.

She looked at him confused as she saw he was deadly serious with this all so she didn't say anything to him which gave him the signal to carry on speaking. "I need to know. . . who are your parents where?" Clayton asked her.

Nyoria raised an eyebrow at him and then looked around. "Is this a joke?" She asked him. She continued to look at Clayton and could tell he was still very serious she sighed and then tilted her head at him. "Well my mother was a poor lady my father I don't know. . . My mother died while i was young all I know is that my father was some noble. Why do you ask?" Nyoria asked.

"No reason. . Forget it." Clayton said and walked off, opening the door and down the halls.

Since he managed to get free time he went to the records. The Von-Lowther family have records about every family since their family is greatly informed with everything that's why they are able to face anyone they can gather loads of information.

Clayton looked around the place and went into each and every record. He read through them all even though it took hours and hours. He was holding some records in his hands the lsst few. His eyes widened while he was looking at the records. "This can't be. . . There is no mention of Nyoria anywhere. . . I know recently Alton came into this family so the records ain't even updated yet. . . But there is no mention of Nyoria anywhere. . It's like she never existed. ." Clayton said to himself.

He put the records back and tidied everything up before he left. He sighed and looked around the place that's when he noticed it was dark out. How long have I been at this? It's already night? . . . . . What the time?

That's when he walked back to where is room is and he saw the clock it was 10pm he sighed and started to go to bed.

~Next day~

Clayton was now standing there when Alton was training. He looked at his young lord and saw a smile on his face. Alton was getting better and better each time he tired. The young lord sure is something he is mastering swordsmenship really fast. He's really a quick learner.

Once they had stopped for a break Alton looked at Clayton as he was handed a drink. Alton took the drink and smiled. "Where was you yesterday Clayton?" He asked him.

Clayton froze and looked at Alton, giving an awkward smile to him. "I'm sorry my lord did you need me for something?" He asked his young lord.

"No I was just wondering, the others didn't try anything did they? If they did you can tell me. I'll deal with them." Alton said.

The young lord is so nice!

Clayton smiled and shook his head at Alton's words. "No my lord. They didn't do anything to me I promise you that. I'm alright." Clayton answered him.

"Okay that's good, you'll tell me if there was something bothering you right?"

To be continued!