Episode Seven; the King in Reflective Mood

And so the days drag in; the tedious and lonely life of the reluctant monarch. Carol services, opening fetes, reviewing the troops, and today, laying a wreath at the tomb of the well known forebears up in the snowy kirkyard.
I had laid plans to sneak myself into the Hearts entourage who had formed a raiding party with the intention of plundering Lochgelly in Fife, but it was all cancelled due to the weather. So, more duties. A banquet with local gentry, the unveiling of a plaque, the exchange of useless and unwanted gifts with visiting dignitaries. Is there no end to this?