Wednesday, August 24, 2005
*insert trumpets here*
Dearest Highness Ellen,
*insert groveling bow here*
Mine ears have heard the most wondrous tales of your talent and beauty from afar. The good Queen Rachel and the newly-crowned Queen Jennie speak only of the delights of being a member of your court. They have praised your goodness and your generosity and have compelled me to come before you with my plea.
I am no more than your loyal servant, but I come before you on bended knee. Dare I ask it? Would you bestow such grace upon me as to induct me into your court? Nay, I should be so lucky as to find favor merely to be your musician or jester.
So here I am with nothing and no one to recommend me, but I ask all the same. Would you be so kind as to coronate me?
Your Loyal Subject,
p.s. I might just make you an original Royal Handbag.