Book One: Chapter Five
As the sun rose above the horizon, the sky brightened to orange, and then yellow, transitioning finally into a light blue. Not a cloud was in sight as the midsummer morning sun warmed the air. Several men in dark blue silk cotehardies marched in a line from the bucolic road skirted in tall grasses and bushes to a well trod path leading towards a manorial plot. At the lead was a man in a floppy flat hat. A small drum was tied around his waist with a thick leather strap and he was hitting it with a pair of drumsticks at a light tempo. Behind him was a man with a recorder playing a lilting tune. Next, came a man with shoulder-length gray hair, Uengeif the Baron of Suchen, his small cerulean eyes peering ahead. The line of men extended for nearly fifteen and behind them were several wagons of supplies pulled by horses. Behind the wagons were about an equal number of ladies in fancy dresses, firstly Daena the Baroness of Suchen, her hair covered in a wimple an...