Being part of the Imperial Cavalry meant odd turns and patroling the forest while protecting the citizens walking through, in case mosters disguised as moffs were to suddenly attack them. That was one of those thankless jobs, but I learnt to like it. Especially when many of my friends at the time were civilians too. That way I could make sure that they were safe.
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Narcissa Rostand's Journal - The Rostand
FanfictionA little view of the daily life of the Rostand family through the eyes of their Head of Family Narcissa Rostand, spanning since her childhood and passing through her engagement, work life, motherhood and little manipulations as she recounts her life...
