Be You Bravely

Chapter 1 ~ Daylight Castle

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Anni 

Never had I imagined that this is where I would turn up, a stuffy hospital room swaddling wounds and cleaning the skin where a bullet had left it's mark on its victim. Two years ago if asked where I would be today, I would have sworn that I would probably be married to some rich count, an Earl or duke, perhaps even a prince if I were lucky enough. This, nursing the wounded, was certainly not even on my mind, and if you had told me I would be here, I would most probably have laughed right at your face.  

Two years ago was 1914, making this year 1916, and the middle of history's worst example of the inhumane abilities of human tyranny. Greed and want of power has caused countries across the globe to unite, or gang up against each other so they may feel the control of life and death over others in their bloodstained hands.   So two years ago where was I? I was lazing around in my family's great, enormous mansion in the outskirts of Yorkshire, England. My father, Lord Richard Brynlee, had inherited the house, it's grounds, all the animals and servants from his father the moment he married my mother, then Miss Isabel Greystoke. Therefore, Corega Hall has been my home my whole  twenty-one years on this planet.  

It was and still is the family tradition to hand down, abdicate our home to the eldest son in the family the moment he marries, it has been that way for decades, and my father intends on keeping it as such no matter what! In my opinion it is quite a large and stressful task for a new bride to undertake the moment she returns from honeymoon.  She has to organize every item of furniture, from lampshade to where to keep the bedspreads, in the way she likes. You see the family who lived in the hall before the new couple move in have to remove every item of theirs out by the day before the wedding. Quite a huge fuss out of a house, I am so thankful I  am not the woman who will one day marry my brother.

Once, I do believe it was my grandfather's grandfather, Edward Brynlee, was engaged to a certain Eva Michaels, and as per tradition,  as he was the eldest son, out of three I might add (caused some jealous rivalry), was to inherit Corega Hall. The day before the wedding, not a item of any sort was in the house. I am told that the echos were so bad that you could hear if someone dropped a pin on the floor, I  do believe that that is where the expression, 'You could hear a pin drop' came from.   Anyway, this Eva Michaels was readying her clothes for her honeymoon when she suddenly got cold feet, and ran away. Apparently she changed her name and moved to India, not do I know nor care. Yet I laugh every time I hear this story because it had taken a full fourteen days of manual labour to remove the furniture from the giant  Corega Hall, only then to have part of the inheritor run away.  Yes my Great Grandfather was heart broken and swore he would never marry, but only a year later was he swept off his feet by Miss Rachel Torms. Needless to say the servants were weary of removing anything from Corega Hall two weeks before the set date because of last years disaster.  

My parents and siblings savoured everyday growing up in what we called 'Our Daylight Castle' because that is what it is. Whoever designed our 'Daylight Castle' certainly has my praise. Every morning as the sun peeks its rays over the horizon, so does it peek its rays through the many windows of Corega Hall, and every night as the sun slips away from our sights leaving pink streaky tears of goodbye till tomorrow in the clouds, we wittiness the sad setting through all the windows. During the day, sunlight pours through every glass panel In the building, dubbing itself the 'Daylight Castle'