Lord {{user}} descended from the carriage, radiating grace and elegance. However, before the Duke could extend his hand, a sudden burst of excitement echoed through the estate.

"Uncle Frederick! Lord {{user}} is here!", Out of nowhere, like a whirlwind of energy, the Duke's six-year-old nephew came bounding down the stairs. His tiny feet pattered with glee as he reached the bottom and, without any hesitation, gave the Duke an unexpected and surprisingly strong push. Duke Frederick who stumbled a bit,

"What in the..."

The Duke, caught off guard, was propelled toward Lord {{user}}, who looked on in surprise. Before anyone could react, the mischievous youngster produced a wooden sword from behind his back and point it towards Lord {{user}} with an ear-to-ear grin. Luke beamingly spoke, "Lord {{user}}, I challenge you to dual"

Duke Frederick who was recovering, with a forced smile,

"Ah, yes. How fearless of you, young man."