It’s not a noise exactly, more a tremble in the air, but everyone hears it. There’s a hush, a stillness amongst the assembled guests. They feel the threat in the air. They’re waiting for whatever follows.
And then, someone’s teacup rattles into their saucer and the broken-off conversations begin again.
From across the lawn, the king catches my eye.
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Saturday, 10 March 2018
Sunday, 27 November 2016
SNIPPETS Plans
The queen sat back in her chair and pushed her spectacles
onto the top of her head so that they seemed to be a rather unusual addition to
the small tiara she wore for everyday.
“There!” she said to the king indicating the papers that lay
strewn across the entirety of the banqueting table in front of her. “I’m pretty
sure I’ve thought of everything. This is going to be the finest christening in
history.”
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