Story for the Day: Family Feuds
A lesson in pettiness, from one scandalmonger to another: A sound in the hall drew everyone’s attention, one loud enough to make Alasdair forget about molds and mildews for a while: it was coming from the courtyard, the voices of three persons squabbling caroming through the servant’s quarters and into the oven room. At first, the argument was faint, catching the notice of anyone who happened to be passing by, but when the quarrel moved closer to the keep, the halloos of heated confrontation were in everyone’s ears. Alasdair took particular interest here: it was three nobles who were arguing, not an uncommon occurrence for the keep at this time of the year—the heat always made someone disagreeable-- but as most disagreements were usually kept within the confines of the court, the private family chambers, or the royal parlour, to uphold the standard of the nobility being perfectly civil to anyone but their servants, that the gentry should risk pulling aside the glamour in favour