Mirrors

You probably won't like my story. Heck, I'm not sure if I even like it myself. Between getting burned at the stake and being drowned, almost twice, it's quite a lot to swallow.

I'm not sure where it all went wrong. Everything was going fine my freshman year of college as a history major. I had a full time job as a paramedic and any girl I wanted was mine. When tragedy struck our family, I found myself in France with my sister, Jules. And she just HAD to touch that mirror. She had to get us transported to the middle ages. 1156, to be exact. What. The. Hell. 

So this is the story of how I bedded a queen and married a poet, all to end the family curse. My name is Guillaume, but you can call me Gill, and despite what you hear, this story is all my sister's fault.