Medieval-Club

Chapter 2 Town of Cromwell I couldn't believe what was happening. The tightening of the rope around my wrists, the wails from Sable as Lord James held her back, and the heavy gaze of bright blue eyes staring hard into my back; they had to belong to Lady Clara as she watched the scene unfold from her bedroom window. I looked up toward the manor to see Lady Clara's hand raised up to the glass and the words "I'm sorry" whispered from her bow shaped mouth. She then tilted her face down, her left hand rubbing circles on her swollen belly. I tremble inside as my scattered thoughts start to form an ugly picture of reality.  Lord Caine's satisf

Chapter 1 Town next to The Kingdom of Isha My life has always been simple. Always do what you're told, never raise your voice, and never look any of the white people in the face-especially the men. These rules are the things that Sable hammered into my head since I can remember. Sable with her frizzy, black hair in a long plaited braid hung down her back as I watched her from my spot near the door that lead to the outside stables. She moved very fast for a woman well past her 70th summer. I noticed she was looking around for something, and knew it had to be the jam, poor woman was losing her mind quicker than the men that worked the fields i