Editorial story
October is The Monarch at Rest at the height of their powers. Everything that has been planned, arranged, trialled, and adjusted since September is now operating correctly. The blanket is the right weight. The preferred positions are established and have not been contested. The nap schedule runs without incident. The Monarch is at rest in the fullest sense: not just the body, but the entire operational framework. It is correct. There are, at present, no complaints.
This is the rarest condition in The Monarch's calendar. They are savouring it with the quiet intensity of someone who knows it is temporary and is refusing to think about that.
