Castle News

27-10-2009


There was a fearsome storm overnight in the county. Winds gusted at hurricane force, bending the limbs of trees and whipping their branches. Thunder and lightning rent the air, waking up most of the people asleep in their beds. Sir Trevor alarmed jumped from his sleeping mattress and quickly donned his suit of armour, fearing they were under attack.




He felt more than a little foolish when another bolt of lightning struck outside, followed by a rumble of thunder. It was nature demonstrating her power over all things. Greatly relieved that they were not under siege, he returned to the boudoir and removed his armour. Pulling back the bedsheets he felt quite consternated looking at the sleeping face of his love. She was normally so alert and here she was sleeping right through, oblivious of the raging storm.


There had to be a good reason for this, may hap our Lady had given herself up in exhaustion. She had experienced a particularly stressful few days. Smiling gently he tucked her in and retired to the parlour. Knowing sleep was out of the question he made a pot of calming tea. As he started to relax he gave thanks that there were no canons aimed at the castle walls.