Friday, May 20, 2011

Victoria's Secret

Gasping and panting, the two courtiers stumbled into the hall, slamming the gilded doors behind them. Lord Trebulo's stiff collar was undone; the Marquis of Trevaire's sweat had smeared his makeup.

"I think she almost got me," said Trebulo. "Check my back. Is my cape still there?"

The Marquis only puffed, doubled over, hands resting on his knees.

"Congratulations, m'lords!" said Capere the majordomo. "These audiences with the Queen can be so trying." He proffered a tray. "Fresh lemon-water?"

"Merciful heavens, yes."

"The steel teeth were bad enough," Capere said conversationally, "but these new wheels... well, it's hardly fair anymore."

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