A winters eve
My darling Jennifer,
I so so hope that this letter finds you well in this time of my passing. Yes my dear girl my days are finally coming to an end, each hour now I fight long and hard for my breathe.
I am glad you are not here to punish yourself in these hours.
My sweet girl, I want you to know you have been the true light of my life. It has been in you that I have found the true strength to rise up and be the King that I have.
You have shown such strength and honour in raising our children. I know that you were mortally wounded when young Maxwell was slain in the battle off Lyon, and I know how much you reached out to his child bride and brought her so much closer to the bosum of your heart.
Jennifer I so so remember the day we rode into Berlin. It was a glorious day, you and I upon those handsome steeds. Do you remember the way General Hamilcar put the mighty party together in your honour. Oh and the look of shock when you discovered that the Germanic Regent had been the one playing the harp all of the night. Who would have thought he was so talented.
Some people have been singing songs of the once grand French nation.. I know people have been told to keep this from me, yet some evenings I have had Dennis walk me down into the Long Gardens, and here I sit in the late afternoon warmth and enjoy the peace and vitality of the youth of today
Jennifer I do so rattle on, and yet I feel in my heart that I still have so so much to achieve, yet I know in my bones that my time is all but spent.
Worry not my darling Bride. I pray you will live your days with our wonderful family securely around you.
The nation is prosporous, with a steady income. The people walk and swim in peace. We know some great neighbours, as in tyhe Americans, and some not so trusty nations, as in the Russians.
The throne will again pass into the faithful hands of the Modo family. They are true believers and will surely pick a mighty member of there family to lead our Glorious nation forward from this day.
You are to know that our family estates are well seen to, that the chests have plenty of wealth to see all our childrens children well catered for.
So rest your bones old lady, my beautiful Queen of my oh so long reign.
Queen Jennifer, they will sing of your mighty feats in battle for many a generation...
My love to you and ours
May the days bring the sunshine of the heavans to your face
May the nights cool breeze let you forever know I walk ever near
You were always my true love
Paddy II
My darling Jennifer,
I so so hope that this letter finds you well in this time of my passing. Yes my dear girl my days are finally coming to an end, each hour now I fight long and hard for my breathe.
I am glad you are not here to punish yourself in these hours.
My sweet girl, I want you to know you have been the true light of my life. It has been in you that I have found the true strength to rise up and be the King that I have.
You have shown such strength and honour in raising our children. I know that you were mortally wounded when young Maxwell was slain in the battle off Lyon, and I know how much you reached out to his child bride and brought her so much closer to the bosum of your heart.
Jennifer I so so remember the day we rode into Berlin. It was a glorious day, you and I upon those handsome steeds. Do you remember the way General Hamilcar put the mighty party together in your honour. Oh and the look of shock when you discovered that the Germanic Regent had been the one playing the harp all of the night. Who would have thought he was so talented.
Some people have been singing songs of the once grand French nation.. I know people have been told to keep this from me, yet some evenings I have had Dennis walk me down into the Long Gardens, and here I sit in the late afternoon warmth and enjoy the peace and vitality of the youth of today
Jennifer I do so rattle on, and yet I feel in my heart that I still have so so much to achieve, yet I know in my bones that my time is all but spent.
Worry not my darling Bride. I pray you will live your days with our wonderful family securely around you.
The nation is prosporous, with a steady income. The people walk and swim in peace. We know some great neighbours, as in tyhe Americans, and some not so trusty nations, as in the Russians.
The throne will again pass into the faithful hands of the Modo family. They are true believers and will surely pick a mighty member of there family to lead our Glorious nation forward from this day.
You are to know that our family estates are well seen to, that the chests have plenty of wealth to see all our childrens children well catered for.
So rest your bones old lady, my beautiful Queen of my oh so long reign.
Queen Jennifer, they will sing of your mighty feats in battle for many a generation...
My love to you and ours
May the days bring the sunshine of the heavans to your face
May the nights cool breeze let you forever know I walk ever near
You were always my true love
Paddy II
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