Ragtag Daily Prompt: Buttery

It was nearly three weeks before Queen Pirouette emerged from her bedchamber. Palace guards had to clear her antechamber of everyone except her Privy Council. With the assistance of a few cosmetics, there wasn’t a blemish to be seen on her face. Leaning on the arm of the Chamberlain, she thanked her councilors for their patience while she was a patient. There was some polite laughter, but it was drowned out by the applause of those who were waiting outside the antechamber. The Prime Minister, in a rare expression of emotion, pulled off his wig, revealing a thick head of buttery yellow hair. “God save the Queen!” He cried which became a general chorus. “God save the Queen! God save the Queen!”

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