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In the throne room of the castle...

King

Bring to me my Wife, so Dear

             Show me please my Queen.

Queen

              Here My Husband,

                    I am present.

                         Present to you my Liege

              How fares Your Royal Self

                                                     This day?

              Do You seek diversion, Highness?

                      Am I summoned for, Amusement ?

                                Lord my Husband only.

King

Diversion ? Amusement ?

                        Certainly Not Milady.

         Might I Learn the State of Our

                          Five Children?

                                    Their Health ?

Queen

Robust

King

Their Schooling ?

Queen

Progressing

King

Their Dispositions ?

Queen

Amused Sire !

Your six children are,

Sound.

           Studious

                          and Content,

                        Sire, as Beyababa

                    In Autumn showers

My most Royal Husband and Joy.

​King

              And You my Queen,

                      Are You content?

Does your chamber fire

             Keep away

                   The chill of Autumn nights?

                          My Wife so dear so true.

​Queen

                 Should Night grow cold

                     My maids appear

                          To stoke the hearth,

                 Exciting faded embers.

                 My content is just that near,

                       Should You care...

                            To inspect my condition,

                                          Sire

                            You need only knock

                       Upon my door You know...

                  So, well,

                               Then, I,

                                    Your dutiful Wife

                                        Shall let You

                                                                 In.

Might anything else

Concern You Sire ?

May I resume my

Urgent obligations ?

King

No Madame My Wife

Resume These...

Obligations.

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King

I should like to know,

                                                   my General

Bid him now appear.

General

Yes your Majesty,

What troubles You

Troubles me.

How may I be of service?

King

         Tell Us Sir,

                 What state the Kingdom?

             Are We,

                           Safe?

                    Do those who would

                                  Threaten us

                    Stand at bay?

General

So long as our sun shines

and water flows,

Beyababa grows.

Matters of might

Beg no breeze

Of concern

From your most Serene,

My Majesty.

King

Our Borders ?

General

Birds don't cross.

King

Our Forces?

General

Trained – Trim – Fit.

King

Our ….Enemies?

General

Would sooner make War

with the Moon

                                                            Sire,

May I return to my duties?

New saddles

Are in design.

My impression... critical,

Distribution of assets,

The source of command.

Dull stuff really, Sire.

Will there be Anything

Else?

King

No General,

That is All.

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