This Prospect’s Sacred Treasure Has Arrived from his Majesty Queen Snow! @TheQueensfindom
My Queen has heard the plea of Her devoted Prospect! Her royal worn socks have arrived at my chamber door! Oh glorious day!!
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My Queen, Your socks are here before me! What elation and joy You grace me with! They have crossed the realm and now rest in my possession, still bearing the sacred scented memory of Your perfect royal feet that once wore them.
I have not yet opened this honored package sent from You my Queen. I obediently await the moment You allow me to do so. What true Prospect would casually unwrap a gift sent directly from his Queen?
But soon I shall open the package with trembling hands when You allow it.
And when I do, I shall receive them with the reverence befitting a royal relic. I will hold them carefully, admire every crease and sign of their wear on Your perfect royal feet.
Only then will I breathe deeply of the wonderful, intoxicating fragrance left behind by Your feet.
Bliss! Nirvana! Heaven on Earth!
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Then, when duty calls and I ride forth to battle, I shall carry them with me. Just as knights of old carried a ribbon or a kerchief from their Queen, I shall have Your majestic socks.
And should the battle grow difficult, I will take them, hold them close, inhale deeply and remind myself:
My Queen has entrusted these to me. I must not fail Her!
For my Queen, I shall ride! For my Queen, I shall fight! And for my Queen I shall cherish Her royal socks and bring Her glory!