Awaiting the Royal return.

I had a quick peep around Hud's Grotto today just to make sure that preparations for The King and Queen's return from Indiana were underway.
Hud can't be trusted with this type of thing. If something else takes his interest he'll abandon his duties. He has no fear of the fairies, if anything it's the other way round. Hud would be the faerie equivalent of a battle hardened warrior and like most robins he fears nothing.
If someone offers him a worm or a tequila or if a pretty lass flits by he'll just drop everything and then the beetles and bugs will all slack off.
So I have to check.
Everything seems hunky dory, though there is still a bit of clearing up to do. I'll have to check with Jillington about the Royal's itinerary.