The next day...

[cooking_squire]

[A hungover Louis can be seen dragging himself across the grounds, carrying feed for the horses. He obviously does not have his usual spring in his step, but is managing to go about his duties.]

Ugh…

Never again.

This is all Borus' fault.

Comments

[armis]

Just be glad Percival was occupied.

I'm sure Lady Chris will understand if you take it easy on your duties today. The less pressing ones, anyway.

[cooking_squire]

[groans at the thought, and nods] Thank the goddess for small blessings.

She might, but I don't know if I would. [shifts the feed bag so that the weight is more evenly distributed.]

[armis]

[ He smiles, looking sympathetic. ]

Do you need a hand with that?

[cooking_squire]

Thank you Borus, but I'm fine.