[The Queen stood at the very center of the gardens, surrounded by orchard on every side. With a smile gracing her face, she walks slowly over to the nearest tree, and touches the bark. She runs her hand up and down its rough surface, almost wistfully. And then, with only the slightest of hesitation, she leans in and kisses the tree.]
[The change
(
Read more... )
Th-that's... that's not really how autumn works, Your Majesty. I'm a bit concerned for your trees.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Well, for the time being, I'm having to do it manually. Don't worry, though. I'll ensure that the animals are kept safe and secure!
Reply
Reply
Reply
May I ask you a question?
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment