Well, over time any meritocracy tends to devolve, but in an idyllic sense, why not? Good idea about a minor description too, btw.
Victoria is a prime example of rising through merit, having ascended to the post of Marshal through raw tactical acumen and a vicious hand with both sword and the finer intricacies of politics. While still rash and impulsive by her Father's standards, she commands a high degree of admiration from the man, especially after the Queen's death during the delivery of their only child. Given that the King exists only so long as he is useful to the Krytoni, he groomed his daughter after the finest qualities of the Krytoni elite, and then gave her leave to complete her education with practical experience. Passing from tutor to tutor, she entered the Bloodied Sands as a recruit at the age of twelve, alongside all other potential recruits to the army. Awarded no special treatment, she fought her way to distinction over the next five years, rising through the infantry, and later, officer ranks as she continued to distinguish herself in the service. After the Battle of the Shanii Plains, where a poorly equipt and exhausted Kryton army thoroughly bested a superior numerical and fresh force, she was awarded her post as Marshal at the age of twenty-three. The last two years have seen a brutal campaign of expansion, largely crushing the northern Shakou land holdings, and taking the primary agrarian lands of the Shakou - cutting off essential foodstuffs and eventually starving the Shakou empire into submission. Largely held in respect by her troops, she is nonetheless seen as a harsh taskmaster and altogether too willing to win at any, and all, costs.
Her sole sources of distraction lay in her maid and bodyguard, the only two direct luxuries she allowed herself. Her maid has been a friend from the earliest time of her childhood, and the two grew up together from wrestling in the mud to deep conversations along the palace rooftops (much to the horror of the guards). If anyone in the world can be counted as a confidant to the Princess, it would be her handmaiden. Her bodyguard was more of a forced choice, with her father outright ordering the girl to take a second if she was to be leading some many incursions from the front of the battle, rather than from the rear like a sensible commander. He has served her since her elevation to the lower echelons of the officer ranks, and was a personal pick on the part of the Princess. He has served with both dignity and consummate loyalty, and has been personally recognized for his service with the privilege of attending to the Princess at all hours, a position only given to the closest confidantes of the Royal family. One of the running jokes among the infantry is that he is also one of the very few people able to reign the Princess in, offering enough tactical wisdom to turn what could be an exposed pursuit into a cautious and deadly united thrust into Shakou lands. Given the propensity to follow her second's advice when it is sound, the two are considered a single command element.