He sat in the gods wood. It was a pleasure to him when he could enjoy peace and quiet. When he went back to the castle there would be fussing, and chattering, them men would suck up to him. Then there were the ladies, who would ask him any number of question varying from how he  had liked his travels, to if they could offer him refreshment in their chambers later that evening. This was what he wanted. A silent still place, where no other person should be, because the daylight was fleeting. He drew his sword and cleaned it
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