Snippet #1804501

David woke as he did every day by one of his servants barging in and ruining a wonderous dream. David stared down the balding man then preceeded on with his day like it had never happened. If any one else in had been in the room they might have noticed that the king was alone in this room. But David knew better. The servant who woke him had been dead for many years yet every morning without fail he interupted David's dreams of half gypsy children and soon he felt would be the day. He put on his usual purple robes witht the black trim and kissed a picture of his departed family. Then he walked down into the throne room to hear the schedule for the day. "Paige!"

A rather young man comes running into the throne room. "Yes mi'lord."

David smiled at the young man. "Come boy. Sit and dine with me and tell me about your family and what you have planned today." It was not uncommon for the king to allow people to sit with him and talk for hours. He threw wonderful parties but he also waged war like a animal.

After thirty or so minutes of chatting the boy got up and went about his day. The first thing laid out for the king was to walk the battlements and inspire the people. The last thing scheduled for this day was to ride out into the country and see what those gypsy were up to. So he got up from his table and walked back to his room to gather his armor and at least one of his swords. The ghostly man still following behind him silently. The armor was a shiny silver with fur accents and it made him look even more regal. So he walked outside and stood upon the wall admiring the morning sun.