Castleview

Will Shields was not a fanciful man.

New owner of the town's main auto dealership. Not the sort of man to imagine the castle he saw from the attic window. Turrets and towers, sort of shimmering on the horizon.

And his cookbook-writing wife, Ann: feet firmly on the ground, even when driving and nearly running down the giant horseman who loomed out of the dark.

Consider also their daughter Mercedes. More worried about those extra teenage pounds than the strange lady in white who seemed to be hitching a ride.

But then no-one could reasonably expect the Arthurian legends to come to life in a quite ordinary town not a hundred miles from Chicago...