Preparing the mourners

A ribbon mask worn as a mourning veil

The Photo: A ribbon mask from Wolford, to be worn as a mourning veil by my wards and me.

Weather for the funeral: The temperature is supposed to be in the mid 40s (F) and heavy rain starting around noon. Fortunately His Grace and Jack and their companions, Maya and Ashley, flew in by helicopter today. The Funeral will be in the castle chapel, burial will be private and the meal for the attendees will be in the Great Hall of the castle so once here the whole thing will be inside where it’s warm and dry.

It’s hard to believe I’m relocating and going to a place that still has miserable weather. Well, of course it is winter. Still I can’t imagine two more different climates than Las Vegas which is hot and dry and Caersws which is wet and cold.

Stress release among the mourners: Charles, my COH, has done all of the heavy lifting getting everything ready for the funeral of the 22^nd Baroness tomorrow pretty much in accordance with her wishes for the ceremony. The Bishop who will be presiding and his wife are here so no one else that we know of will be traveling any distance. There will just be the villagers who work at the castle and the farming and timber aspects of the estates and the miners of course and perhaps a few from Caersws and Llanidloes.

The funeral will be my debut social performance among the people who work for the Barony and who I hope will be my friends so I really want to get this right. I want to appear stately but approachable which I think I can do and looking regal in black and en pointe should be doable when skirted and veiled if I’m not mistaken for a vampire. We all will go to bed early tonight since the last few days have been so hectic. I’m going to see if Marvin and I can fuck each other’s brains out. I can usually sleep soundly after he gives me several of his toe-curling orgasms.