Got Wood?
Who: Allan, Catherine and Sir James
What: Allan and Catherine finally find the time to visit Sir James
Where: Teversal
When: October 3rd, early evening
After their little tryst in the cave, Catherine had asked Allan to find them a place where they could get some mulled wine and sit comfortably by a nice big fire before returning to the castle. When she suggested it, it had seemed like an incredibly good idea, but now that she was riding through the forest whilst her dress stuck to her skin in the most uncomfortable manner, the whole appeal of the idea was starting to wear off very quickly.
Allan said that he was certain that there was a house around here somewhere and that whoever lived there might oblige their request. And if they didn't, he could always make up something that would make them reconsider. There wasn't anything around to indicate that someone lived around here, but she believed him. Allan knew the area after all. That didn't make her regret her suggestion any less though.
When the pair emerged from the forest and came unto a clearing in the woods, Catherine saw the place that Allan had been talking about. And there was the owner. Standing outside. Chopping wood. In his undershirt. Interesting.
What: Allan and Catherine finally find the time to visit Sir James
Where: Teversal
When: October 3rd, early evening
After their little tryst in the cave, Catherine had asked Allan to find them a place where they could get some mulled wine and sit comfortably by a nice big fire before returning to the castle. When she suggested it, it had seemed like an incredibly good idea, but now that she was riding through the forest whilst her dress stuck to her skin in the most uncomfortable manner, the whole appeal of the idea was starting to wear off very quickly.
Allan said that he was certain that there was a house around here somewhere and that whoever lived there might oblige their request. And if they didn't, he could always make up something that would make them reconsider. There wasn't anything around to indicate that someone lived around here, but she believed him. Allan knew the area after all. That didn't make her regret her suggestion any less though.
When the pair emerged from the forest and came unto a clearing in the woods, Catherine saw the place that Allan had been talking about. And there was the owner. Standing outside. Chopping wood. In his undershirt. Interesting.