“It’s rather terrible, being a queen. One has to attend functions. One has to stand there smiling while the local fellow explains how the peat is packaged.”
“How is the peat packaged?”
“Very skillfully,” said Lyonesse, “but the point is, you don’t want to know how the peat is packaged and you are pretty damned sure that your good husband, back at the palace, is topping Glenda or one of the other ladies while you are at the inaugural ceremonies for the new peat-packing facility.”
“I see.”
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