Base Court Stories

On a cold January day with the mists from the River Thames being dispersed by the soft seasonal zephyrs, barely bothering the banners and flags of the festivities, the most important man in England lay motionless on the tilt dirt. He could not move with the pounds of gold- and silver-embossed armour holding him to the ground like a vice, even if he was conscious, which he was not.

The crowd having gone from rapturous delirium to a silence, within the blink of an eye, only broken by the cries of the highest in the land; Norfolk, Cranmer and of course a trembling Anne, all gripped in terror for differing reasons.

Could the actions of two low-born servants change history and will the actions of two other servants have consequences beyond?

Are four lesser servants to blame?

Intr-o zi rece de ianuarie, cu ceatele din raul Tamisa dispersate de zefirele sezoniere moi, abia deranjand steagurile si steagurile festivitatilor, cel mai important om din Anglia zacea nemiscat pe murdaria inclinata. El nu se putea misca cu kilogramele de armura in relief si auriu, tinandu-l la pamant, ca un viciu, chiar daca era constient, ceea ce nu era. Multimea a trecut de la delirul rapitor la o tacere, in clipi de un ochi, rupt doar de strigatele celor mai inalti din tara; Norfolk, Cranmer si, bineinteles, Anne tremuranda, toti cuprinsi de teroare din diferite motive. Ar putea actiunile a doi servitori cu varste mici sa schimbe istoria si actiunile altor doi servitori vor avea consecinte dincolo?