Conwy And Rebellion

It’s a little frosty this morning….. ice is crunching under my boots.

But we’ve done it and the view from the keep of Conwy Castle is glorious.

I served with the king in Ireland. He’s a good man but recently, however, his leadership has come into question and I feel that my cousin Owain, is right.

We need to gain our own autonomy or have a new king.!

This morning my nerves were racing as Gwilym and I carried our carpentry tools and a plank up to the gatehouse. The guards glanced at us and let us enter.

Some of the soldiers were at mass in the town, as they should be. Only three guards remained guarding the castle.

Gwilym and I killed them one at a time, and closed the gates.

We have taken the castle. It has fallen to just two of us.

Owain and our friends are outside of the town wall. There are more than forty of them and they’ll have no problem gaining entry…..we have done our job. They will do theirs.

My nerves are calming down now. The town looks quiet and the bells are ringing. I can see two mussel boats at anchor on the river.

History has just been written.

They call me Rhys……I am one of five brothers, all sons of Tudur ap Goronwy. We are Tudors, and proud.

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