03-10-2009
Sir Trevor had ensured that his silver steed, Beamer, was well fed and watered prior to an arduous trip over the mountains, named after a tribe of people the Hottentots, who were no longer to be found. In fact the only trace of them, was found in cave paintings.
Our Knight had to travel to the county of Wolesley, a small community, near a magical place, Goudini. Here the the water spilled out of the earth, and was rumoured to have healing properties. The water was warm to the touch, even in the heart of winter, when snow was known to fall on the mountain peaks above, people were still able to bathe in the pools.
Unfortunately, Sir Trevor had no spare time to bathe in these healing waters.He knew he had not to tarry long, but to complete his business for the Lords of the Privy Purse, and then to return to Lady Cheryl, who waited for his return before seting out to market.
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