Reminder: While the Head of State and I are both away from the capital, no Cadets or any other Goddesses in the Palace better sit on MY throne. NO ONE is allowed on the throne but me!
I never get sloppy. You're always a mess around Me though. It's understandable when you're in the presence of someone so superior. Don't worry, I can train you.
Great news Press Secretary 2! We didn't lose The Queen's shoecleaner! He is on a top secret mission, so I'm heading to Freya to get rid of the imposter now.
Enjoying a quiet night up in my tower, with a nice glass of wine, a pig under my foot, and taking the time to compose a little poem examining the true meaning of this silly little M.A.L.E.S. group.
