...and reminded of my own kingdom. After all, I am the Earl of Asbury. It's a pretty sweet gig if you can get it. Tea and toast served on a tray with my special blanket waiting to curl up in.
I am also supposed to remind you that once upon a time there was another special wiener, the Duke of Covewood. My human stills talk about his reign of terror. Not a squeaky toy survived in his palace.
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Cheerio old chap. i say. what a smashing good wedding. the commonwealth should be gobsmacked by the grandeur of the Queens lineage...oh yes...hmmm rather..oh hummm.
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