We drove up to the castle gates, they were open so we drove through them up to the front doors. A Monk opened the door and looked out a bit bewildered until he saw the Templars and Sir Andrew get off their mounts.
“Wow! There it is on the hill! It is gorgeous! Too bad it had to get destroyed.” Casey looked sad. “Hmm, too bad we can’t change history.” “Haha, that would be awful Casey! You know we can’t tamper with history, only God can do that. Come on, let’s enjoy our stay.”