The Rython Kingdom

Before discarding his breeches and tunic, Guillem opened his saddlebag and felt inside. His fingers touched the small box and his unease dissipated slightly. Then he lay down on the nearest bunk and tried to curb his anxiousness as doubts began to cloud his mind. He had been within two days ride of the sovereignty when qualms about his usual repertoire of tales arose. Guillem worried if his tried and tested tales would be worthy of the king’s court. As he succumbed to sleep an image of his ...