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Feb. 9th, 2017 11:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
plutherusHe supports the king. Everyone around him hates the king, and calls him a cruel tyrant. But he supports the king, for he feels more kinship with the king than with the peasants he is surrounded with.
"God save the king!" he cries, one day, as the king and all his court parade through his little village, with all their splendid pageantry.
And the king, sitting in his carriage, hears him, smiles, and turns to his nearest adviser and says "The peasants love me," and continues on his way, being the king.
"God save the king!" he cries, one day, as the king and all his court parade through his little village, with all their splendid pageantry.
And the king, sitting in his carriage, hears him, smiles, and turns to his nearest adviser and says "The peasants love me," and continues on his way, being the king.
