March 12, Joan of Arc Castle.
The pale golden sunlight streamed through the fluttering Salvation Banner, edging the church silhouette with the morning's gold.
In the square surrounded by City Hall and Joan of Arc Castle Church were representatives of the people dressed in various linen, woolen, and silk garments.
The citizen representatives, their mustaches twitching, gathered chaotically and noisily purchased butter and baked wheat cakes from street vendors.
The labor and peasant representatives with knotted beards merely partook of the complimentary black bread and clear water provided by the inns, dazedly huddled by the walls.
The town mayor and wealthy merchants gathered together early in the morning, holding butter ginger beer, whispering advice to the mayors of Gray Furnace Town and Mayo Town.
