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[d_omesticity]

Dearest citizens;

Sandomierz and the... remainder of the royal family of Narborough are jointly holding a celebration in honor of St. Valentine's Day in the outdoor gardens of the castle, with music and food, and especially good company.

Hopefully most people are over their illnesses by tomorrow... I worked hard to get healthy again so I could go

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[azure_tinted]

... Whoa. It's tomorrow?

[d_omesticity]

... you forgot?

1/2

[azure_tinted]

No, I-I tried to forget about it, kinda.

[azure_tinted]

But thanks for the reminder! I have somebody to push my love onto now.

[d_omesticity]

[d_omesticity]

... right.

[azure_tinted]

On a more serious note: You're one of the Sandomierzian generals taking care of Narborough now, right? I need to make a meeting with you both.

[d_omesticity]

... yes, General Audrey.

[d_omesticity]

You are Emperor Peony the Ninth of Malkuth, correct...?

... we can meet any time. After the celebration, of course.

[azure_tinted]

Good to hear. Perhaps this Friday? Whatever works for you and the other general.

[d_omesticity]

... I'll ask him tomorrow.

[necropantser]

[Somewhere that's not here, Jade sneezes, and then wonders briefly if he's coming down with something after all.]