the eighteenth of november;
Greetings, citizens of Narborough. I'm sure many of you have heard the news about the death of the king. If you haven't, I apologize for bringing such terrible news to you; however, do not fret. The king was not murdered, nor poisoned - he was already nearing the end of his days, and he has been bedridden with sickness for quite awhile now. The funeral is being planned for November 25th. I do hope you all shall attend.
As for concerns about the heir to the throne, the heir will be clearly myself announced after the funeral. Until then, let's not be too pessimistic about this situation. My father is in a better place now, amongst the angels and God himself.
Sincerely,
Prince Jephry.
[Strikes don't exist. Feel free to talk to Jephry, but he despises the lower class!]
As for concerns about the heir to the throne, the heir will be clearly myself announced after the funeral. Until then, let's not be too pessimistic about this situation. My father is in a better place now, amongst the angels and God himself.
Sincerely,
Prince Jephry.
[Strikes don't exist. Feel free to talk to Jephry, but he despises the lower class!]