a note to M'Lady Loxley

[SighehelmofKent]

M'Lady Loxley,

You have spoken to me on occasion of provisions that need to be moved to another room I believe. Perhaps you will allow me to help you with this?

I have a strong back, and can last long hours at hard labour. My Master of Mews, Dunstin, as well as my guards, Edward and John little are at your disposal.

I await your answer,

Through honor, bound to God,


Sighehelm of Kent

[Dream Loxley]

*Of course...she had mentioned such to the tall man afore... but quite frankly had been too busy of late to pursue the matter. She smiled then and thought how kindly the man was to offer his services, and those of his men. Nodding to herself....she would send word to him....her thoughts had been elsewhere and now she would focus upon the needs of her home and not her own selfishness.*

M'Lord Sighehelm,

Ye do honour us here with ye offer of service, indeed, I have become aware of so many tasks still yet to finish. There be an empty guest room at the far end of the corridor, upon the fourth floor. The servants have made sure it be dry and suitable. Iffn it does please ye, I would have one third of the total dry goods stock moved there forthwith. 'tis my feeling that iffn the bags are nae within eyeshot they would nae be missed, and cook would use the remainder with more forethought.

Such would please me to know we would have sufficient needs iffn the worst 'twas to happen.

I remain in ye debt Sire

Dream Loxley

*Placing the note and a key in the hands of Mollie....she knew she could rely on her discretion.*

[SighehelmofKent]

-The Tall Lord passes Edward, standing guard outside Princess Edfeil’s room, his smile for the benefit of his right hand here at Windstorm. Like Atlas Sighehelm carries the bag of barley on his shoulder, his face covered in fine dust, he doggedly walks into the room secured for just this purpose, and places the heavy sack beside a multitude of likewise objects.

One third Lady Loxley had indicated, and on hindsight he should have asked for extra assistance. But Edward convinced him that with the five of them, Edward, himself, John Little, Edgar and young Haedrian, all strong men from Kent, they could undertake the task. Yet as the King had also placed upon his shoulders the responsibility to stand guard outside the Princess’ chambers as well, he or Edward had to stand guard. Hours neither of them could spend on the task accepted form Lady Loxley, a task he asked to be given. And so not one hour had they relented, 12 hours and then sleep, eat and move the dry goods from storage to another room, the far end of the castle. There was little time to spend in the stables with his horse, or the falcons.

It seemed his days were full. And he welcomed it. Hard labour was nae bad for any man. And he felt he had been idle much too long. The quiet times had afforded him to awaken dreams that had best lay dormant, or should never have been kindled. He stretches his back and walked back out, passing Edward again, who looks at this man, this King of Kent by rights, and he grins at him.-

Not much longer lad. We can finish it this day, I am sure. And don’t smile too hard warrior on guard. I left some heavy caskets for last, and they have your name brandished upon the wood …………..M’Lord Greyshank!