john
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Post by john on Apr 16, 2009 2:25:11 GMT 1
There was stillness, in the air & if one was close enough to feel it one would not like the feeling that awakened. For, it was a feeling that everything that was right in the world, was crashing down like glass on the ground. Many servants, when about there business doing what ever they could so that it would not come across when Prince John threw, he would not find fault with them & fire them or have them beat.
There was a faint sound as you could hear the approach of some one, as you looked you could see that it was Prince John any that had glanced at him made sheer not to look him in the eyes unless they where of some standing with him. For many knew that he was not, one to tolerate such things.
He was wearing a black crushed velvet style robe but, it was made of silk, that held embroidering on it & it was its lining. He was wearing black paints, with a white shirt that was Victorian style. With a vest that was black with gold, embroidering on it of his crest of arms on the back with other items embroidering with in its black service.
Prince John moved to enter a room, where he could move to look over some papers on the taxes & other such things of importance. If any had to speak with him, they knew where to find him & could come in search of him.
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