Ancestral manor of House Krieger
January 30th, 2018
A carriage is pulled through the freshly fallen snow by a team of horses, civilian vehicles having been banned starting at the outskirts of the manor's land about roughly three miles from the manor itself. For civilians traveling to the king's manor usually they would wait for a military vehicle to come and pick them up from one of the three surrounding monasteries that 'guard' the only three land paths to the manor. Instead of the usual wait a few monks were driving a carriage flanked by ceremonial dragoons, each lady who was to attempt to win the hand and love of King Frederick would be treated to the same spectacle of royal ceremony.
As the carriage approached the manor all the guard houses they had to pass through lowered their obstacles without as so much a world from the carriage drivers or the dragoons. Passing by the soldiers each one had their bayonets or trench knives out and extended out in salute to whoever was in the carriage with the commanding officer kneeling down as the carriage passed, the dragoons and monks remained silent. Not much punctured the natural silence except for the wheels of the carriage and the sounds of horses and the occasional order shouted out in Camelonean Gaelic. The beauty of the manor lands would be breathtaking to most, aided by the light reflecting off the snow and seemingly untouched by man that is to the unobservant eye. To those who looked hard enough they could catch glimpses of hidden SAM batteries, a few concealed machine gun nests, sniper stands, and a patrol of elite Royal Hunters moving stealthily through the snow. To many that was what Camelone was a land of great beauty hiding a ferocious martial spirit.
Approaching the manor itself the great work of masonry loomed over the surrounding forest and the presence of soldiers was more visible, with quick and sharp orders the gate was raised and the carriage moved through to see an honor guard of royal knights holding their banners with their swords out in salute. In the background royal officials could be seen going about their daily routine with a few watching the procession to go by and whispering among themselves. Moving through a final set of doors the carriage pulled up to the main doors of the king's manor where King Frederick himself lived. Standing before the staircase a thin man with brown hair and a large beard moved to open the door when the carriage had stopped. He wore a black clock and the uniform signifying that he was the head butler of King Frederick's manor.
He offered his hand to help them out of the carriage with a warm smile "I am Andrew, the head butler of his majesty. May I help you with anything my lady?" He spoke in the language that he was ordered to so that the guest would understand him.
Key
English
Camelonean Gaelic
Latin
Greek