Sir Rupert Wragg entered the room just as King Arthur spat out a bit of chicken bone. “Bloody incompetent kitchen staff, are they trying to choke me?”
Sir Rupert bowed. “Good morning, Your Majesty. We all have your best interests at heart. None of us wish to see you choke, Sire. I will have the kitchen maid flogged ere noon is upon us. She will learn to fillet chicken or I will have her filleted herself!”
The king muttered a bit but made no coherent reply. Sir Rupert was not a little...
The Chronicle Of Sir Rupert And The Lost Cross
Sir Rupert bowed. “Good morning, Your Majesty. We all have your best interests at heart. None of us wish to see you choke, Sire. I will have the kitchen maid flogged ere noon is upon us. She will learn to fillet chicken or I will have her filleted herself!”
The king muttered a bit but made no coherent reply. Sir Rupert was not a little...
The Chronicle Of Sir Rupert And The Lost Cross