*This post is a day late because I wanted to report on Prince Charlie’s core of nation*
There’s nothing I love more than a ridiculous display of wealth. But not like this.
Geriatric boy king Charles Philip Arthur George ( those names don’t even make SENSE together. It’s very much giving Lizzy named him after every man who could have possibly been his father ) is finally king, and bringing his mistress into the big house with him. But spending all that money on this lil party while the rest of the country (and the world) is on track for economic crisis? Big Scorpio behaviour.
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