King Kormwind, tenth of that name, is invited to a quiet picnic by the local orphanage. True the food is meager, and the fare is plain, but the companionship is honest, the laughter is genuine, and the children are having fun in the beautiful, open, summer-warmed field. -- Anon Guest
There's nothing like the news of a royal visit to make the authorities do a lightning round of shaping things up. His Majesty, King Kormwind Arachis Felbourne Whitekeep, tenth of the name, had a sharp eye just like his father. In the right mood, it could cut beyond the bone.
And just like his father, he much preferred to be a 'my lord' than a 'your majesty'. Those closest to him called him Dex.
This particular orphanage on his coronation tour had done its best to look like they'd shaped up, and the administrator was a little to shiny for Dex's liking. Further, his office was a little too luxurious for someone working for the children's greater good. He sent a Luteman to look at the administrator's house and, just as Dex predicted, it was a mansion.
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