Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2015 21:31:07 GMT
Sir Stromming wiped his brow... he patted his horse.
"next village, next village little weak horsey, then we'll stop."
The horse was plodding along slowly, visibly exhausted from the hour's ordeal. The Odyssey thus far, for the horse from the previous village, had included a wooden bridge with a high incline over a small stream, it had taken the best part of 20 minutes to reach from the base of the bridge to the arched centre. Several of the entourage had been enlisted to provide support to the farm horse.
The stench was tremendous, even the horse had gagged, some servant of the entourage had attached a metal beak to the horses mouth, filled with ambergris, mint and cloves. And the horse bravely plodded on, the thought of being turned into glue had become transfixed as the only goal, that while accelerating towards him, never seemed to arrive.
Sir Stromming's journey had lasted the best part of 2 months, having left Riga and Estonia following the investigation into the rogue Carolean, Son Roos Antoniussen, he had been ordered to entreat with the Polish crown in regards to a removal of tolls on trade for ships of all parts of their Empires. The King, Charles, had been keen to indulge Sir Stromming in his ideas. His previous idea, barring French reneging on the terms, had in fact been a momentary revelation, similar ideas were being followed now in Stockholm by financing the Dutch Crown.
The Royal Castle came into view on the horizon, the wide Vistula, brimming with ships laden with wheat, glimmered like a seam of gold on the fertile soil... A member of the entourage had been sent to race ahead of the envoy on foot, and had arrived some months ago. Now he appeared, asking whether now would be a good time to obtain a meeting with the Court of Jan III Sobieski. Sir Stromming sent him ahead, to request for a meeting in the open air, an official instruction from Charles XI, regarding the conduct on entreating with Sir Stromming, had been included, detailing the specifics of the weather and wind prior to entreating. Charles XI knew it would seem odd initially, yet he hoped the Polish court would understand prior to discovering the awful consequences of disregarding such information.
"next village, next village little weak horsey, then we'll stop."
The horse was plodding along slowly, visibly exhausted from the hour's ordeal. The Odyssey thus far, for the horse from the previous village, had included a wooden bridge with a high incline over a small stream, it had taken the best part of 20 minutes to reach from the base of the bridge to the arched centre. Several of the entourage had been enlisted to provide support to the farm horse.
The stench was tremendous, even the horse had gagged, some servant of the entourage had attached a metal beak to the horses mouth, filled with ambergris, mint and cloves. And the horse bravely plodded on, the thought of being turned into glue had become transfixed as the only goal, that while accelerating towards him, never seemed to arrive.
Sir Stromming's journey had lasted the best part of 2 months, having left Riga and Estonia following the investigation into the rogue Carolean, Son Roos Antoniussen, he had been ordered to entreat with the Polish crown in regards to a removal of tolls on trade for ships of all parts of their Empires. The King, Charles, had been keen to indulge Sir Stromming in his ideas. His previous idea, barring French reneging on the terms, had in fact been a momentary revelation, similar ideas were being followed now in Stockholm by financing the Dutch Crown.
The Royal Castle came into view on the horizon, the wide Vistula, brimming with ships laden with wheat, glimmered like a seam of gold on the fertile soil... A member of the entourage had been sent to race ahead of the envoy on foot, and had arrived some months ago. Now he appeared, asking whether now would be a good time to obtain a meeting with the Court of Jan III Sobieski. Sir Stromming sent him ahead, to request for a meeting in the open air, an official instruction from Charles XI, regarding the conduct on entreating with Sir Stromming, had been included, detailing the specifics of the weather and wind prior to entreating. Charles XI knew it would seem odd initially, yet he hoped the Polish court would understand prior to discovering the awful consequences of disregarding such information.