Writing Saturday: H is for Harold
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Harold
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Age: Middle-aged man
Occupation: Captain in the service of the king
Best friends: Maggie, the head cook at the king's castle
Greatest sorrow: The loss of his wife and daughter
Greatest joy: Seeing Maggie from time to time
A piece of his tale: “Well, if it isn’t Captain Harold. Back already from Lord Sittell? I thought that he would give you a hard time taking the dues owed the king.”
Alditha raised her head to see a middle aged man dressed in clothes
that reminded her of Lord Sittell’s personal servants standing at the gate.
Captain Harold pulled back on the reins of his horse and raised his
hand for the rest of the company to stop. “That is why they sent me to collect
them, Bane.” Captain Harold’s tone was cool.
A cocky smirk appeared on Bane’s lips. “Yes, you always did have a
knack for those things. And here I thought running the castle was an important
job. Well, do you need some help getting them all where they need to be?”
Captain Harold’s horse stamped impatiently, mirroring his masters own
expression. “I know where to deliver them. I have five men here to work on the
castle, and one family is here to work in the fields.”
Bane shook his head and let out an exaggerated sigh. “That is where you
would be wrong. All of them are heading to the fields. The king is very anxious
that the rains will come before the harvest is complete. I told you that you
did not know everything.”
Despite the condescending tone he had just been addressed in, Captain
Harold stayed placid. His horse took as step forward, but with a quick jerk of
the reins the horse stilled. “I have a girl that was supposed to work in the
kitchens. She can be of no use in either the fields or in building the walls.”
Alditha held her breath as Bane’s eyes searched the peasants, resting
for a moment on her before returning to Captain Harold.
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*wow*
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