Overshare

The Queen was not amused when today a quiet, to the point of mute, commoner decided to dump his recent woes at the foot of her throne. This shopkeeper and others like him come together monthly to swap secrets of their trades in hopes of becoming rich someday. The Queen hosts these meets to spread the wealth. Seems this shopkeeper had missed the last meet and felt it his duty to spin a tale of suffering for the Queen's what... forgiveness? ... entertainment? The Queen is unsure...

Alas, the shopkeeper found himself in hospital last month due to internal bleeding. Through self-discovery, he sent the doctors on a search of ruptured piles. "Oh dear!" said the Queen, with an instinctive sphincter spasm, and a certain wince on her face. Yet, on he went to describe his anorectal condition, and on... and on...

"Be well!" said the Queen and tried mightily to escape. The once quiet commoner had felt the power of share, and things in the group may never be the same.