[Artemisia] political correctness

[Ysabel de Lille]

Alas, most dear and goodly cousins, can we not all simply "get along"?  Fair winds blow on our keeps, the good sun smiles on our prosperity, and life is too short and too good to bicker over such petty (though, given, often annoying!) topics.  Come, let us rejoice together that we have meat and mead (and Mtn Dew...) and merriment!  There is fabric to sew, wood to hew into delightful shapes, scrolls to paint and calligraph, and honour and glory to be had in simply being ourselves!  Let us delight in those things which are good, and pass over those things which mundanely we are not able to change.  Let us delight in each other's goode companye, and hold up those ideals now to which we aspire; namely chivalry, courtesy, honour, and respect.  Good cousins, I bid you as fair a day as possible, and may it give you joy!
 
~*~Lady Ysabel la Serena de Lille~*~
 
Dalek: But you have no weapons! No defences! No plan! 
Doctor: (grinning) Yeah. And doesn't that scare you to death?