To the Castle

“He’ll judge in my favor,” Erik said confidently as they walked the long road to the castle. “You can be sure of that.”

“Hardly!” Rodney spat. “The king has more sense than that. Just because my chickens keep going to your yard doesn’t mean they now belong to you.”

“Where they choose to live should be their home.”

“Hardly! I need to build a better fence. Good fences are necessary for the order of things.”

Erik lifted his head to point at their destination. “I’d say the king would agree with you there.”

Rodney grinned a victorious grin. “Those walls are better than any fence.”

“But within them sits a man much wiser than you. You shall see.”

After a wait inside the castle, the two men were escorted to plead their cases in front of the king, who patiently listened to them.

The king then spoke to Rodney, “Fix your fence, but give two chickens to your neighbor to keep goodwill. And to both of you: don’t forget to pay your taxes.”


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