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Once upon a time there were two loyal courtiers, Buttercheeks and LaCondi. (Or maybe one of them was a courtesan?) They served at the pleasure of the emperor. And the emperor was lustily mightily pleasured by them both. Which was, of course, an unending source of pleasure to the twain.

For long months, the emperor saw fit to issue proclamation after decree, to let the people know how deeply pleasured he was by Buttercheeks. And his town criers echoed these to all the public scribes. And the loyal public scribes did recite these to us verbatim, something they had become very good at doing, just during the reign of the present emperor.

(For some reason, the emperor was much more discreet about his pleasuring by LaCondi. No decrees issued from his stately pleasure dome to proclaim how pleasured he was, or how often. Though, truth be told, LaCondi may once have spoke too much. But the loyal public scribes did faithfully avert their heads, and find other things to verbatim-ize.)

But then, pleasuring notwithstanding, the royal game of chess reached such a pass that a pawn sacrifice came to be required. And the emperor moved Buttercheeks to knight 4. And he has since been seen begging for alms from the rich merchants in the bazaar.

Now that the river of time hath flowed on — as it is wont to do — and inasmuch as we (at 1115) are not now, nor ever the twain shall be, loyal public scribes, we are led to idly speculate if LaCondi may not perhaps be starting down the Buttercheeks road.

The first sign would be the emperor, and his town criers, issuing proclamation after decree, to let the people know how pleasured the emperor is, every day and in every way, by the extremely accomplished LaCondi.