It is I, Sir Ferdinard, Hail!
Hail!
I bring grave news Sir George, the unwashed masses are gathered under the gates of this, the highest order of establishment of our domain!
Alas! The people have given in to the reckless rebellion, brought forth by those of smooth tongue and gravely ill-aimed wit of mind, they have struggled to maintain sense, order and a proper way of life, but have been swayed in their just cause by the snakes of deceit!
It is true! They have gathered as an army and bring great will and many pitchforks, torches. Men of bow on our strong and noble walls await your call to action, men of sword are behind the gates ready to release their blades at any who dishonour your unquestionable supreme rule, knowledge of politics and magnificent manners. Siege weaponry stands at the ready. We are willing and capable of fighting back the falsely led try at upturning our righteous government.
But what will I do, how should I act - in the grave seriousness of the situation I fear therein lies a grand dilemma of thought and way. Should I give in to my questioners, allow them to pillage and overthrow me in a sense of justice for the people -
Surely not, good sir!
Hold your tongue! For this requires much consideration of many manners of conduct. Perhaps I should push back to the people with all my might and show them what monarchy can do, how a grand power is showing its worth only if it can demonstrate that it is truly powerful and thereby stay true to the many long held traditions of this bloodline and house? Or is there another way? I fear we might never know, as our time i
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