As Chamberlain of the land of Layounna, my duties are many and varied.
I was raised in Thane Oliva’s thanehold, a companion of her youngest son, Landry, from the time I was a boy.
“Companion” is an imprecise word for my actual status. “Whipping boy” might come closer, although I was more than that. We played together — he, I knew instinctively, must always win, until he reached an age to relish competition, at which point he must usually win. We were educated together, and his marks were always higher than mine, no matter who had a better grasp of the material. We got into boyish mischief together — and, yes, if any punishment fell, it fell on me. To do him credit, this led him to devise better plans, to spare me pains.
Can I bear life without him? Oh, yes.
For A-to-Z, please visit The Ranting Monkey, for a list that will be sure to make you smile, think, and/or shake your head in bemusement.
It’s Tuesday, so I’m also posting at Fatal Foodies, with a recipe for BBQ Cauliflower.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about a character who was forced to take a punishment for somebody else.