My Sparkling Misfortune (The Lakeland Knight) - Plot & Excerpts
It was a nice sunny day, so I asked Jarvi to serve my combined breakfast and lunch at the top of the southern tower. It had a tented roof that shielded from the sun, a table and comfortable armchairs. I liked this place. Busy as I was, I had not had a chance to enjoy it for a long time. No courier had come from the king, and even the usual crowd of visitors showed some consideration: no one came with requests, people were only asking after the Lakeland Knight's health. I noticed a group of horsemen galloping along the road, quickly approaching my castle. "Consideration, you say? Take a look at those. I bet they've got something more pressing in mind than inquiring after my health. What do you think this could be about?" Jarvi turned to see. "It's the king!" "What?... The king himself?" I stood up and took a better look. It was indeed King Osmund. He was leading the way, pushing his horse to the limit; the four guards were barely catching up with him. "Something must have happened. Let's go down and meet him at the gate." King Osmund flew through the gate just as I was coming out of the tower.
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