Monday, August 27, 2007

Karl Frederick...

The High Sommer has come to an end in the Duchy of Tradgardland.The Duke muses upon another busy day.The Ducal Society expedition has returned with myriad pelts but no definite answer re the Tradgardian Boar and met with him this morning. After a meal with the Inner Council Karl Frederick peruses some plans left for him by Incability Braun concerning a new grotto and accompanying hermit .In passing the Duke notes that Alisona is absent once more but turns once more to the matter in hand.
After a brisk,yet frustrating game of tennis ( losing to ones Duchess is bad form ) Karl Frederick retires to his private rooms to plan for Holy Cross Day- where to accommodate the guests, will the Archbishop behave ,what to say as welcome and who will come?
Two hours fly by and then Karl Frederick turns his attention to papers from New Tradgardland ,far far away across the Ocean, where there are rumours of wars and sundry worries.He reads of the lack of food alleviated by the generosity of the Arcadian Savages and how all must side with either Gallia or Brittania.It is all too vexing!
Yet more hours pass prior to a light supper taken at his desk and then a welcome falling into the arms of Morpheus.

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