Prophetic dream

That night the dream of the head of the Livonian Order was very disturbing. Until the early morning, he was spinning in his bed and could not find a place for himself to finally fall asleep peacefully. At times he even fancied this insidious intention of the enemies of the order, which is why he got up several times, restlessly walked up and down the bedroom, looked out the window. Twice went out to check the guard on duty, but everything was calm. Brethren’s warriors served with dignity on the walls of the castle.