Hikenai
A message from Hikenai arrived at Kel's Bells not long before she was due to return to Egremont. She had sent word via a Brotherhood messenger, and had she realized how quickly her letter would reach Kel, she would have paid the messenger more handsomely than she had done---and she had more than compensated the man for a quick trip, as Hikenai realized he traveled during most dangerous times.
Beeston, County Palatine of Chester
15 May1458
My Dearest Husband,
I am much closer to you tonight, as I am in Beeston! Today I visited with my Brotherhood friends and look forward to seeing more of our friends in Beeston soon, as well.
Due to threat of war, tonight I prepared my arrows, separating the peacock feathers from the black crane feathers and treating them with virado greco---a technique I learned from my brother Chrisiusmaximus. The copper helps the feathers withstand the elements and last much longer. My swords are sharpened and my armour polished. I am only eating meat and drinking red wine. I am ready for the fight should it come.
Dearest, soon I will be in Egremont at Kel's Bells, once more, and you and I will raise our tankards to England and HRH Longjohnsilver. Oh Kel, I hate that there ever was such a thing as a kill list. When we serve our country and the King, we often find ourselves having to do that which under normal circumstances we would not do. That is how I had to view my having participated in killing Keith36 last year. It quite disturbed me that we killed him on the road outside Carlisle, but that wasn't why we were in Cumberland---to kill travelers! No! I wish I were with you now to sooth and comfort you, for I know that Varana's death has gravely shaken you, my dearest, Kel, for I know your great sensitivity and respect for life, as well as your respect for Varana! My darling, I am so sorry it played out in this way.
And here Hikenai hesitated, and suddenly was aghast...The thought occurred to her---if Varana, a law abiding citizen, could be killed by the army on the streets of Egremont.....and she hoped that incident had been thoroughly investigated so there was no threat of it happening again.
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Wife to Kelster Wallace, Baroness of Hawkshead, Viscountess of Whitehaven
Beeston, County Palatine of Chester
15 May1458
My Dearest Husband,
I am much closer to you tonight, as I am in Beeston! Today I visited with my Brotherhood friends and look forward to seeing more of our friends in Beeston soon, as well.
Due to threat of war, tonight I prepared my arrows, separating the peacock feathers from the black crane feathers and treating them with virado greco---a technique I learned from my brother Chrisiusmaximus. The copper helps the feathers withstand the elements and last much longer. My swords are sharpened and my armour polished. I am only eating meat and drinking red wine. I am ready for the fight should it come.
Dearest, soon I will be in Egremont at Kel's Bells, once more, and you and I will raise our tankards to England and HRH Longjohnsilver. Oh Kel, I hate that there ever was such a thing as a kill list. When we serve our country and the King, we often find ourselves having to do that which under normal circumstances we would not do. That is how I had to view my having participated in killing Keith36 last year. It quite disturbed me that we killed him on the road outside Carlisle, but that wasn't why we were in Cumberland---to kill travelers! No! I wish I were with you now to sooth and comfort you, for I know that Varana's death has gravely shaken you, my dearest, Kel, for I know your great sensitivity and respect for life, as well as your respect for Varana! My darling, I am so sorry it played out in this way.
And here Hikenai hesitated, and suddenly was aghast...The thought occurred to her---if Varana, a law abiding citizen, could be killed by the army on the streets of Egremont.....and she hoped that incident had been thoroughly investigated so there was no threat of it happening again.
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Wife to Kelster Wallace, Baroness of Hawkshead, Viscountess of Whitehaven
















I came to work early, to set up the tables for the evening meals. Maxine had prepared sausages! I could hardly wait to try them with the fragrant herb and onion bread she had pulled from the oven earlier!
John Blackstone entered the tavern, already carrying a tankard of hot spiced wine. He sat at the bar and took a long drink, eyeballing Blythe as she went about her work. The lass had a thin sheen of perspiration on her upper lip, as she had just returned from the kitchen where Maxine roasted chestnuts on the hearth.





As he pulled off his heavy coat, hat, and furlined gloves, Blythe was impressed with his appearance. He sat down at the bar across from her and smiled.












