suddenly wonders what polar bear meat tastes like. [[I AM SORRY, IT WAS ROMA. ]< ]]

is slightly embarrassed by the fuss. I mean really.

accidently slept in late today, and now is having trouble waking up.

accidentally let his paperwork sneak up on him. Again. [[I LIIIIIIIVE]]

[[Brief hiatus, guys - going camping for a few days.]]

slams the door in a fury. "There was nothing *wrong,* Elias, so if anything happened while I was gone, I swear-" He then stops. And stares.

the servants their last orders in preparation for guests in his masquerade. He's invited quite the variety.

researching torture techniques with which to threaten his crew if they try something stupid like destroying a piano again.

it might be worthwhile to have some coffee with Xiang - or tea, if they must.

, sitting at home in his parlor, writes out an invitation to be copied for a ball on Friday evening.