Late that very night, a ship had docked, coming from the continent.
On board were two brothers, the last representents of a good house of England : The Hastings.
John Hasting was the eldest. Along came his brother Simon Hasting. Both men had not set foot on English soil for several years now. Simon’s only memories of this land that the belonged to by both right of birth and parenthood were those of his childhood. Both men had spent a lifetime of sailing and traveling. However, both men also kept a profound affection for England.
As they stepped off the boat, Simon looked around him. At night, the docks were quiet. All the fuss would not start again before sunrise. In the mean time, it was time for them to head home to Beachborough Manor