15-09-2009
It had been a very busy day, for both our Knight and his Lady.
Sir Trevor had set out early on his trusted steed, Beamer. It would appear that there might be an arsonist in the Kingdom, as there was a sudden rise in fires in the homes of the serfs, as well as in castles of the Lords. Both wealthy and pauper alike were falling victim.
The Lords of the Privy Purse had called on Sir Trevor to investigate these matters, and to ascertain whether it was arson, or negligence on the part of these homeowners.
In the meantime our Lady Cheryl, was attending to a neighbour, The Dowager Lady Constance, whose frailty had debilitated her. Putting out sweet potpourie made from our Lady's own rose petals, and making a light repast, she put it into her picnic basket and set out to do her best to comfort the patient.
16-09-2009
After spending much of his day in his castle, getting rid of pesky irritations, our Knight Sir Trevor, rode Beamer to the shores of the realm.
There beached in the sand like a huge whale, was the cargo ship Selli One. She had taken many days,weeks and months, to travel from the Old World, facing many dangers as she sailed with the tides.
Nothing she had faced thus far could compare with the storm off our coast that had tossed her about like a ragdoll before dumping her on the sandbank.
It had already been noted that this shipwreck was not due to the act of smugglers or pirates, but rather due to the utter incompetence of the captain and his crew.
This time though, Sir Trevor had not been called on to aide as he had done on a previous shipwreck. It was deemed he was far too busy in the Lord Privy's matters.
Monday, December 14, 2009
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