Royal duties

My princess settled on the sofa at 9am. She’d eschewed all invitations to share the day with friends and family with bigger TV screens, because she wanted her freedom. She didn’t want to have to talk to anyone; just to look at the guests, the outfits and the ceremonial this and thats afforded this non-state occasion.

I myself gave up the opportunity to have a few beers with my buddy so I could do my own princely duties, feeding her coffees, biscuits, light lunch....

While my princess focused on St George’s Chapel nave, her knave was ready to serve.