"Excuse me sir" said King James' dimwitted lackey.
"Yes my noble squire?" inquired James.
"A Raven from the far northwest has arrived with a letter, stamped by the Free Peasants of Fisdnar." Mumbled retardondo #2
"Ah good good, a letter from the greatest clan to have ever lived...." said James in the most jealous voice ever uttered. "I wonder what is inside?"
James slowly unfolded the letter, stamped with the same glue used from Betsy's hooves.
James squinted to read the wobbly writing.
"King James, this is Arys with very very important question...Do you have a mirror nearby?"