I dressed my maids as Amazons and rode bare-breasted halfway to Damascus. Louis had a seizure and I damn near died of windburn...but the troops were dazzled!
Give me a little peace. A little? Why so modest? How about eternal peace? Now, there's a thought.
Nothing in life has any business being perfect.
I know. You know I know. I know you know I know. We know Henry knows and Henry knows we know it. We're a knowledgeable family.
