It had started out as such a delightful evening in the park...cooling off in the stream, our picnic basket close at hand with yet another bottle of some of the finest vino in Port Cos. Deva and her girl arrived and we chose to take our little party back to the house, you know more drinks and fun. The fun AND the picnic was way over the moment we arrived back home. There on the door step like yesterday's trash awaited a vile man, Murker Junt, and with him came a few sacks of Kings only knew what. He demanded an opportunity to speak with Valentin bravest of all men who walk the face of Gor mind you. Apparently Junt thought to prove a point by producing for all of us to see the still corpse of a little boy. I thought I would die right there on the spot and surely I would have ruined my hot pink slippers vomiting all over the door step. Do you know how embarrassing it is to retch in front of company with such delicate sensibilities as Deva? And here I had just invited the man into my home for cupcakes, those with the pink cherry frosting I had just baked that morning. Instead of appreciating ME the songbird for my hostessing skills, the man shows me a dead body. I say that is to be the most rude conduct of a guest I have ever heard. Naturally, my beloved Valentin who can be slightly high handed at times, this I do admit, promptly sent me, Lady Deva and sophia inside. I guess there must have been some sort of spat outside with all the yelling and foul words who could tell? I have one thing to say to that...that "Karian" stay AWAY from me you ungrateful man. I would rather feed your cupcake to an urt than suffer having you served in my garden!
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