The First Bastion

“That was Henrik. He was oath-bound to serve the Kingdom, and look where it got him. Anyway, it’s not just the new tax, is it? It’s all the other new taxes over the past year. Taxes on windows, on doors, on the number of people living under one roof, the tax for actually having a roof.”

“Damn it all, Lieutenant.  He’s gone too far this time.”  Continue reading “The First Bastion”