After the death of his third and final wife, the old King observed the most perfunctory period of mourning, and then turned himself in the direction of pleasure. He ate and drank whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it. He took a string of mistresses, both high- and low-born. Despite this apparent devotion to debauchery, His Majesty’s health held up admirably. A notorious wag at court referred to the old King as His Louche Majesty, much to the amusement of others in the court some of whom took their King’s behavior as cart blanche to behave in the same way.
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Louche
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I was born at the American Hospital in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. I find inspiration in the lives of so many people from Joan of Arc to Oscar Wilde. While my primary avocation is photography, I also enjoy philosophy, theology and most of all, history. My beloved wife, Robin Anne Smith, who passed away in 2013 is an inspiration to me. My beloved partner, Dana is also a great support and inspiration to me. I'd be remiss if I did not mention my cats: Maxwell, Nigel, Pirouette and GarGar. View more posts