Journey, interrupted

A long line of black SUV's and vans filled the courtyard and the gravel drive leading up to the Castle, servants bustled about packing suitcases and trunks into some, cases of wine, honey, medical supplies, and who knows what else into others.

Giselle and Diana readied our SUV, carrying out soft blankets, pillows, snacks, bottles of water, and glass bottles of iced coffee for the journey. This would be a long working trip, and Eli and I had agreed that strategy was something we needed to focus on.

I was surprised, when we loaded up into the van, to find that the back was designed in the same fashion as a limo, with seats lining the walls of the vehicle, fold away lap desks and arm rests sat ready for our documents.

"You know, I almost thought we would be traveling by horse and carriage, or some other bizarre method. What with you living in a castle and all." I teased. "I didn't expect to travel like modern humans."

"Oh the carriages are in for repair right now, and the horses told