The New Tutor
March
24th,
1962
Zurich
'The House of Lintorff stands on a frog and an imbecile.
Befitting,' Karl Heinz von Lintorff thought darkly as he watched his
four-year-old son unsuccessfully trying to hunt a toad in the pond,
followed by the ten-year-old lanky figure of his brother, Karl Maria.
The
over forty-something years old Duke
of Wittstock
sighed and watched how the younger child carried the leading voice of
the two, even if he was not properly speaking yet, dominating and
surpassing his older brother.
'I simply don't understand it. After Karl's birth, I
thought it was my fault for being too old to have children, but
Konrad's proves the opposite. He's very intelligent for his age. All
his nannies say it. Why does his mother dislike him so much? She
can't still be upset because I forced her to bear him. Konrad does
everything he can to please her, and yet, she never liked him.
'Karl Maria could never be a Griffin. She has to accept
it. I gave her ample time to face the truth, up to his fifth
anniversary, but she's still too consumed by her love of her first
born. Konrad has more of the Lintorffs' traits. Marianne has to
understand that Karl Maria is too weak to rule. Konrad loves his
older brother and will protect him once we are gone.'
Lost in his thoughts the tall man watched the boys.
Konrad was hugged by his older brother to prevent him from falling
head-first into the water as the small one was dangerously dangling
from a branch to peer among the reeds, obstinately looking for an
elusive toad.
“We'll get bread!” Konrad told his brother and the
Duke smiled softly. 'Wait a little more before you start to bribe
people, my son.'
“Why?” Karl Maria asked his brother genuinely
puzzled.
“The toad will come to eat it and we will catch it,”
the four-year-old answered as if it were the most obvious thing in
the world.
The brief exchange convinced the Duke of forwarding his
plans.
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