This month has always been my favorite
time of the entire year; the first being it is the month of
Meredith's birthday, and the second, I do not know if it is vain of
me to acknowledge this, but also my own.
And if you have only noticed one thing
about me it would have to be that I adore celebrations of any kind,
whether it is for another or myself.
Planning the festivities are my
specialty but I enjoy participating in them just as much.
My birthday was a simple affair, yet I
enjoyed it immensely.
The whole of Krespania observes it as a
holiday and the villagers of the capital Estrillo where LunaMara
palace is situated, decorated the streets and townhouses with boughs
of lovely winter flowers.
I rode through the thoroughfare on my
steed, greeting the citizens that lined the sides and waved to me,
stopping here and there to speak to a few as I did every year.
When I returned to the palace, I spent
the better part of the morning in the court, receiving subjects who
wished me a pleasant day and presented to me their gifts they desired
to give.
The farmers would bestow to me an
assortment of land sown produce, from grain and fruit, to vegetables
and herbs, each depending upon the manner of their trade.
Merchants would offer tapestries and
richly woven rugs and material from the finest weavers.
While others such as metalsmithes would
give jewelry made with silver and gold.
With these acts of kindness and
well-wishing, I feel most appreciative of having such loyal and
caring subjects.
Without their support the kingdom of
Krespania could not continue or flourish as it has done for years.
That evening Meredith arranged a small
gathering of relatives and close friends to the palace for a feast in
my honor.
I was surprised and delighted to find
Viscount Alessandro de Garza to have come, having thought that he was
still traveling and not in the region.
He had not altered in the least from my
recollection of our last meeting; his smile was just as contagious
and handsome, his appearance just as dashing and dignified.
He bowed.
“Good evening, Your Majesty. May I
wish you the best of birthdays?”
I responded with gratitude.
He was silent for a moment before
saying, “Only last year I thought to myself that Your Majesty could
not become any more beautiful when yet another year passes and I find
that her beauty far outshines the full moon outside.”
I stifled a smile. “I see that your
roguish tongue has not changed any over time; just as audacious and
bold.”
He gave another smile. “I cannot be
reformed, I am afraid. But if my queen finds it offensive I shall
endeavor to conquer the impossible.”
Truth be known, I would not have him
change anything about himself.
His unabashed manner was in fact
intriguing and his outspokenness different to all others I must
interact with in the court.
Alessandro was amusing and courteous in
all aspects save for his bold speech and I always enjoy being in his
company.
It had been many months since I had
seen him last and he explained that he had been busy traversing the
wide countrysides of his land, overseeing his farms and tenants, and
assuring all was peaceful and prosperous.
“But I will be remaining in Estrillo
for an uncertain amount of time, and henceforth I will amend the
fault of neglecting my queen the paying of respects she deserves by
visiting often.” He concluded.
I was not a little pleased at this
news, and I look forward to his visits with anticipation.
Thus my birthday was concluded for this
year.
For Meredith, it was not quite as large
but I obtained a wonderful feast for her with a dessert of her
preference.
And of course I made sure Luco Giovanos
was to attend.
That I had invited the business man
from Natilia must have secretly in her heart made her mostly pleased,
but also partly embarrassed that her queen would connive and bring
such thing to pass, knowing my full intention of it.
I do not deny it; my conduct and
interference is shameful yet I am without regret.
They both are in need of a little
direction, and being queen, there are marvelous advantages for it.
-Emerald de Gavrillac
Queen of Krespania
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