"I'm not a particular fan of offensive language, and I don't like to be undermined or insulted. It's my way of stabilizing my succession, that is, change from my previous boot licking self. It's the long wind that has dragged me here, and definitely not a wanton dagger." Skammy was busy rehearsing his new role.
Rosalind was instructing the gang up above on the dos and don'ts of nobility, and everybody listened to her with obedience. Me, Siliana and Pam were down here listening to their intelligent banter.
Our journey stretched for a few days, we took the eventual stops beside lakes and meadows. It wasn't boring with the company, the scenery was scenic- little bits of magic was embedded in every aspect of this mystical travel. Long fields of flowerbeds greeted us as soon as we entered the Duke's territory, my father's lands. It was like a warm welcome with dazzling white spirits carrying scents of nostalgia, and it inexorably made me look at the wildlife.