August 3, 1245
Today out on the terrace, the Princess Harriet and I were sharing a romantic evening together. After we had supped, we said farewell, and she walked back to her parents’ land. Ah, that we could be together forever, but her parents will not admit it and mine cannot argue, being mere peasants. Tomorrow, perhaps, we may steal a few more moments together. Now I must go, for my hourglass has run out of sand.
Sir Melchisedek R. Gnawington
Oh, what fun. Poor Melchisedek. But who knew he had so much going on in his life.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, Harriet is actually my stuffed ferret. Since she's my only girl rodent, I thought I'd model Princess Harriet on her.
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