legendofdragoon

It was a beautiful day in Serdio. The sky was blue and the farmlands Albert could see from the balcony of the throne room where he sat was golden with the hay that was near ready to be harvested he reckoned. Albert sat at a small table with a small breakfast laid out before him. He liked to enjoy breakfast alone. The rest of his day would be filled with appoints and scheduled court and meals with his wife. The morning was the only time he had to himself. So he sat sipping his tea and enjoying the song of the morning birds and the flowing river just behind the palace and the wind that tugged with playful familiarity at his hair and cloak.