1347, Canterbury, England
"All your valuables NOW". Great a mugging just what I needed. This happens quite alot in my profession so we are trained to deal with these situations. I turned to my pack and started
digging through my stuff. " Faster!, I'm not waiting all day." From the look of the mugger he seems to be mid thirties, muscular build, has as limp... we've found our weakspot.In a flash I undid the rope holding up my staff, and swung it catching the mugger in the knee. He wailed and fell to the ground. I rode off as he clutched his knee crying. I felt bad but he will live.
I rode home and tied up Lancelot on his post. As I walked to the door I looked down and realized their was a letter at the door. I picked it up and proceeded inside. I sat at my desk and removed my mask. It was effective but I wish it was less creepy. I turned to the letter and opened it up and read it.
YOU ARE READING
The Doctor is In
Historical FictionThe story of a Plague doctor in the late 1340s as he navigates his job his family and his love life
