FIVE HUNDRED YEARS AGO
Andrew Fox ran into his best friend’s heavily pregnant mate the moment he stepped through the back door early in the morning. He was coming from a night-long guard duty and was headed upstairs, where he hoped to get a few hours of sleep.
But he had a feeling his plan was about to be obliterated when Penelope’s eyes widened with excitement and she cut short her trip to the kitchen and approached him. “There you are, just in time for breakfast!”
His protests that he needed to lay down more than he needed a meal fell on deaf ears as she hooked her arm through his and led him towards the hall.
“Your timing is perfect,” she spoke on as they went, “there’s someone I would like to introduce to you.”
They came to the entrance of the hall then, and Andrew knew instantly
