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Castle dreams
28 September 2008 10:36 amI had two dreams last night. The first one was about children in a castle. I remembered it when I got up, but now I can't remember anything beyond that.
The second dream was about a peasant couple who worked in the king's castle. I was the wife of the couple. Stuff happened, and I don't remember much of it until one night when my husband came home with some harebrained idea about getting me to be one of the king's favorites. My response was, "We already have eight children! Isn't that plenty? And why are you, my husband, trying to convince me to cheat on you with the king? Even supposing that the king, who I've barely seen and has probably never seen me, could be persuaded to pay attention to me?" He told me that the country was going to war, and that the castle servants were being recruited to be valets and maids in the field because "we already knew how to deal with the nobility." He produced a letter which he had received explaining all this (and the wonderful benefits we could receive if we went to war). (Apparently we were literate peasants.) We did not want to go to war. It seemed to be a very uncomfortable business with a high risk of DEATH, and we were happy here. We also had a definite suspicion that after trying to bribe the peasants, they would move to um, more forceful incentives. I began to see why my husband was coming up with crazy ideas for forestall this (and before you say, "I still don't see how that would help." it did make sense it the dream. Politics, or something, I think).
We decided that the best time to try to intercept the king would be right after his evening play with the prince and princess, which was a sort of hide-and-go-seek cum war game that they played in a large maze constructed for the purpose. Some people said that the king was cold to his children, but we palace folk knew that he always made time to play with them before they went to bed, no matter what else was going on, and that he loved them dearly (which is completely irrelevant to everything, but one of those things you know in a dream). The royal play took place in the fancy part of the maze, with elegant walls and decorative railings painted blue. No one was allowed in that part but the king and the children. The servants were allowed in the plainer part with simple blue rails to mark the paths, and often clustered there after work to watch the games. As I approached, I learned that today was an exciting day - the king had been by, near the servants section, and had traded his red woolen cloak for a plain homespun brown one. I, in turn, traded my plain cloak for the red one while the others were distracted. Returning the cloak would be a good excuse to approach the king. As I was waking up, I came to the conclusion that I must have been a fairly beautiful woman, life of hard work and eight children and all, or this plan wouldn't have had a dream of working (not, mind you, that it had a great chance anyway).
So that was my dream.
The second dream was about a peasant couple who worked in the king's castle. I was the wife of the couple. Stuff happened, and I don't remember much of it until one night when my husband came home with some harebrained idea about getting me to be one of the king's favorites. My response was, "We already have eight children! Isn't that plenty? And why are you, my husband, trying to convince me to cheat on you with the king? Even supposing that the king, who I've barely seen and has probably never seen me, could be persuaded to pay attention to me?" He told me that the country was going to war, and that the castle servants were being recruited to be valets and maids in the field because "we already knew how to deal with the nobility." He produced a letter which he had received explaining all this (and the wonderful benefits we could receive if we went to war). (Apparently we were literate peasants.) We did not want to go to war. It seemed to be a very uncomfortable business with a high risk of DEATH, and we were happy here. We also had a definite suspicion that after trying to bribe the peasants, they would move to um, more forceful incentives. I began to see why my husband was coming up with crazy ideas for forestall this (and before you say, "I still don't see how that would help." it did make sense it the dream. Politics, or something, I think).
We decided that the best time to try to intercept the king would be right after his evening play with the prince and princess, which was a sort of hide-and-go-seek cum war game that they played in a large maze constructed for the purpose. Some people said that the king was cold to his children, but we palace folk knew that he always made time to play with them before they went to bed, no matter what else was going on, and that he loved them dearly (which is completely irrelevant to everything, but one of those things you know in a dream). The royal play took place in the fancy part of the maze, with elegant walls and decorative railings painted blue. No one was allowed in that part but the king and the children. The servants were allowed in the plainer part with simple blue rails to mark the paths, and often clustered there after work to watch the games. As I approached, I learned that today was an exciting day - the king had been by, near the servants section, and had traded his red woolen cloak for a plain homespun brown one. I, in turn, traded my plain cloak for the red one while the others were distracted. Returning the cloak would be a good excuse to approach the king. As I was waking up, I came to the conclusion that I must have been a fairly beautiful woman, life of hard work and eight children and all, or this plan wouldn't have had a dream of working (not, mind you, that it had a great chance anyway).
So that was my dream.
