February 1827
Alexander walked out of the main castle doors, flanked by his brother, who insisted on joining him for some target shot. As it was a fine day and with most of the duties of the court finished, he proceeded to award himself an outing. Craving solitude and sport, he had asked Edmund to have a shooting area prepared, little did he know that his brother would insist on attending too.
All had since returned to a nuance of normalcy since they returned from their attack on the pirates of the west seas. As he had appointed, Carlisle had taken the responsibilities to see the plunder awarded rightly and put to good use.
The artificial shade had been set up and the servants were ready, waiting for him. they bowed as he and Brand approached, taking their jackets. His brother helped himself to a cup of water. "Shall we compete and see who is the better shot?" Alexander asked, checking the rifle he had been given.
