Yes, My Lord
Through the library window you can see across the grounds, across the shaded, park-like land with the benches for sitting in the sunshine when it condescends an appearance, to the imitation Greek statuary, to the farmlands beyond. If you squint through your left eye you can see over the edge of the high hill, which peers precariously into the village of Hembry. From there you have a lovely view of the forest spreading out in all directions. It is, in a word, beautiful.
Frederick, Earl of Staton, knew every beauty Hembry, castle and grounds, had to offer. He spent his boyhood there. As the second son of the Earl of Staton, he had an escape clause written into his birth certificate. His elder brother, Richard, the first of the three sons of the Earl and Countess of Staton, was
