CCC180: The Problem of a Wooden Castle

I didn’t want to marry the earl. But my brother had got in deep with him and together they were conspiring – not that I knew that then. I didn’t know until my husband, the earl, threw the keys to the castle at me and told me to hold it.

Against whom?

The king’s brother, the king being out of the country.

Why, where was my husband going?

Into exile.

Thank you, my brother, for delivering me unto this.

I defended the castle. What choice had I? Until, in the direst straits, the king’s brother said I could leave, to go join my husband overseas.

Of course, this isn’t the same castle. Ours burnt to the ground. That’s the problem with building castles of wood.

 

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8 Responses to CCC180: The Problem of a Wooden Castle

  1. Frank says:

    Nice little story.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Sadje says:

    Castle built out of wood are not long lasting

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Dale says:

    Lovely bit of history – not for her, of course, but you know how that goes (or went)!

    Liked by 1 person

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