Because if I were in charge of the world, it would be a GREAT place... My realm consists of my Imperator Consort, two wonderful Imperatrixes-in-training (Impera and Trixie), a dog who thinks she's a cat, and a cat who thinks he's a dog. We're spending this year on sabbatical in New England, cramming in as many adventures as we can.
Really, we've known each other for XIX. We were so young.
We had our lives in front of us, and we chose to tread the path side by side.
I'm glad we're traveling together.
And when we're old, we can watch the sunset together, too.
I love you, Consort.
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