30-09-2009
Sir Trevor, on his return to the castle, from the village of Durban, observed that Lady Cheryl was in a state of consternation. A frown furrowed her brow, gently our Knight coaxed the reason for this from her. It appeared that the box with moving pictures, was not working.
Realising that no peace was to be had had in the castle, until a man who specialised in these boxes, could be called upon in the morning, Sir Trevor decided to take his Lady to a local inn, called the Keg, for entertainment, a good repast and a fine cup of mead made from the local grapes.
He truly was a gentle Knight, whose eye was always on his Lady's wellbeing and happiness. She in turn greatly appreciated his efforts, and never for one day, forgot how fortune had smiled on her the day they met.
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