A blast into the past

Culture shock by a long shotYou were on vacation with your husband, trying to reconnect after you both returned home from the war. You were a WW2 nurse and he, he was a WW2 veteran. Now your husband, Richard Randal, has a long history in his family of living in the European country. Though you didn't know just how far back it went until the day you wandered into one of the many lost Stonehenge that scatters the country side. Where one minute you were standing in 1946 were your husband was waiting for you just a little ways down the hill, the next you were being pinned to the ground by a man who looked Identical to your husband except for one big difference, this man wasn't wearing the modern clothes of home but rather the bright red coat that the British army were famous for so long ago. 

Now in the middle of yet another war zone, at least that's what it appeared to be. Though instead of gunfire the sound was more medieval like. As you come over the rise you may never believe what you see. It's probably about the late 1600's or early 1700's. You're husbands look alike, is generally speaking, an ass. You get away, but barely without loosing what only you have given to Richard on your wedding night, that was when you met the other side of the battle.

I wasn't too keen to the idea of leaving a woman, no mater how poorly dressed she was, on the battle field, Especially with that rat scum bag Edward Randal. Though I'll tell you one thing, no matter how scared you might have been you seemed quiet out of the world. Especially with the swearin' that came from you. No Lady should be able to swear that well. It didn't take long for us to think you a spy with your accent and all not to mention you were with Randal. Though I learned quickly two things about you, one you had no right mind to what a lady's roll was and that a man's word is both law and binding, and two you were going to be in a lot of trouble if the red coats got a hold of you.