Blocked by the Gatekeeper.

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Gate

Getting locked out was part of plan to prove resourcefulness. Plan failed.

“Where are we going?”

“You see this gate? We need to be the other side of it”.

“But the gate’s locked…”

“That does seem to be the crux of our predicament. This is the first time I’ve trid going through Castle Park after dark and I didn’t realise it got locked up at night.”

“Well, this is the first date I’ve been on where we’ve tried invading a castle.”

“You’ve never been with a man who treats you like a Queen. You wait until later when we oppress some serfs before eventually developing Consumption and conquering a fifedom.”

“Sounds fun.”

“Oh definitely. And there’s only about a 40% chance of me finding a younger woman more likely to bear me a male heir, leading me to send you to the headsman.”

“Oh shush you.”

“45%”

“So what are we going to do then?”

“There’s nothing for it. We’ll just have to wander around until we find a point of entry.”

“I hope you’re still talking about the park.”

“… 25%”.

photo credit: Iron Flowers, circa 1900 via photopin (license)

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