It is Sir Renaud and Lienosus's job, and their first adventure of the new year, to approach his majesty.
"What is this? I gave no order to leave at such an unearthly hour, in fact I distinctly remember ordering a fried breakfast bringing to my tent, where is that?"
"Sire that was yesterday morning, the second day of the new year, today is the third. Your men are a getting a bit impatient, they are ready to leave"
"What nonsense is this, if a man, nay a king, is not allowed to spend a few days laying about in his new Christmas nightshirt without his men at arms sighing, tutting and placing their hands on their hips, its a very bad job indeed. Sir Renaud remind me to make a new law that all men should be allowed to idly lounge around in his night garments, be it a hessian sack or a silk nightshirt for all of the Christmas season, and at least three days into the new year."
"Now, get me that breakfast and don't forget two eggs and no soggy hash browns!"