Out Somewhere in the Park to... Somewhere Else, Monday Morning

Henry was starting to acclimate, a tad. He thought. Yes, it was likely that what he was acclimating to was-- Hell? Heaven?

Crimbo? Like that priest had talked about that one time.

But still. He finally could make it through a day without spending half of it staring at the walls, though Skalitz still burned behind his eyes at times. He could even leave the castle, as he was doing now, heading back out into the park with his notebook to see how all the flowers and things were doing.

Perhaps, he mused, as he stepped between some shrubs, he should take some home and see what happened if he a--

So lost in his thoughts Henry was that he completely missed the root sticking out of the ground. The fall felt as if he was moving slowly and quickly both at once, and his eyes widened before his face landed straight in the mud...

He sunk into it, helplessly. How was there so much of it? It hadn't rained much or anything...

"Henry!" called a familiar voice. And then followed a familiar burst of laughter. "What are you doing in the mud, you bloody oaf of a peasant? Was it calling to you?"

Henry frowned, pushing himself up. He squinted, eyes adjusting to the light. He caught blond hair, slightly off teeth, an obnoxious grin-- "Just lookin' for turnips as a peasant does, Lord Capon," he managed, finding his wit somewhere amidst all of the madness. "Sorry your Lordship had to see all that."

And before he knew it, he was being hoisted up onto his feet by a firm grip, to a standing-steady beneath the bridge to Pirkstein Castle in the heart of Rattay.

Had it all been a dream?

[[ commence the week of canon catchup! that henry tripped and fell and disappeared is FB, the rest is not. ]]