Well, my cavalry have fared rather badly against General MacDuff's infantry. Something like 30 casualties to his 11 when all calculations were said and done. I've had to fall back the usual 6" while MacDuff's outside the village have had to all back 3". His inantry within the village are firmly in control of it at this point. As singer Gilbert O' Sullivan might have asked 40+ years ago, "What to do? What to do?" While not a military man by training, experience, or profession, I am well aware of how hard it is to dislodge troops from built up areas. Hmmm. . .
In better news, the Grand Duchess' stollen was wonderful to sample yesterday evening with fresh coffee by the fire. Buttery and good. The Young Master demonstrated last year that he also enjoys it, so it won't be around long enough to dry out I fear, and there will be just one this year since we got a late start on Christmas preparations with the move on the 14th. Still, things have worked out pretty well. I even have managed to find and unpack many of my painting supplies, and the New Stollenkeller down here in the basement is beginning to look lived in at last.