18-09-2009
Yestermorn, Sir Trevor had need to travel to the realm's Naval base, in a town called after a former Governor, Simon.
He was greeted by a spectacular sight. Warships that had seen battle whilst protecting the Kingdoms coasts and seas. Basking in the calm waters of the harbour, and sheltered by the mountains above the bay.
It brought back many a memory of his raucous youth, when he too was part of the tradition of the Highborn, doing duty for their Ruler, in order to learn discipline and code of conduct, which would stand them in good stead in the future.
For sure, much carousing and womanising had been partaken of during off duty hours, and this was seen as part of a youths coming of age.
Many memories flooded into Sir Trevor as he rode Beamer through the thoroughfares of Simonstown.
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