*clears his throat*

[my_garden_grow]

*stiff, formal bow, a little difficult because he is quite fat* I am Duke Conrad. I've been promised a quiet little farming estate of my own in exchange for doing this. I am lately of Regia.

*uncomfortable, displeased look* I do not approve of the weather in this country at all[/sock] Things he's neglected to mention

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[constantsuccess]

Oh, bloody hell... *cheery smile* Brother. How have you been keeping yourself?

[my_garden_grow]

*complainingly* Your boy has put me through more trouble. I do not think I shall ever be given a moment's peace. He complained about matters of state and then complained again when I took him to my estate and talked of farming.

In addition to that, brother, he had me shot.

[constantsuccess]

*tsks* Ah, fickle youth.

Not without provocation, for heaven's sake.

[my_garden_grow]

He is more than fickle. He is completely impossible. Chickens are very interesting, deuce it.

I don't deny that.

[constantsuccess]

*beams* Ah, he does take after me, then! I've often wondered. Having kicked the bucket when he was what, ten? You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?

[my_garden_grow]

Yes. He does. Really, I think you might have at least disciplined him a little better. He has no respect for his elders. *wounded look* Certainly not.

[constantsuccess]

Oh, I don't know. It depends on the elder.

Just like you didn't know about the bucket of unmentionable substances over my door that time, eh?

[my_garden_grow]

*self-righteously* Well, I do think I am an elder he could respect.

I had nothing to do with that. Really. Quite an undignified affair.

[constantsuccess]

It wasn't your dignity in question. I had just got that coat, too.

[my_garden_grow]

I was the one who had asked Father for a new one...