He stirred as the smell of overripe pomaceous assaulted his nostrils. Rubbing at his nose with a grimace of disgust, he pushed himself up, before his eyes had fully opened, attempting to rub the smell from his nose. He would have to punish the servants for being so idiotic as to feed him something that was not the best of the best. His eyes opened, grainy from sleep, and he paused. Blinking. Moving his hand to rub at his eyes. The scent was addling his senses. For a moment it didn't look like he was in his bed. He knew he had to be. It was where he fell asleep after all. No on would disturb him in his slumber. But...the fruit smell. Pomaceous. Everyone knew he didn't like it. Why would it be here! Why would this look like the inside of an ill made shed?
Pomaceous - 1: of or relating to apples. 2: resembling a pome
Added Info - "Pomaceous" was first planted in the English language by physician Edward Baynard when, in 1706, he advised, "Apples and pomaceous Juices, are the greatest Pectorals." ("Pectoral" is now a rarely used word for a food that helps digestion.) Since then, "Pomaceous" has mainly been sown by botanists and poets. The word, which is ultimately derived from Late Latin pomum ("apple"), was originally used for apples and things relating to apples, but later it was also applied to things that look like pears. (Pears, like apples, belong to the pome family.)
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