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It seems my servants have distributed the Varuni spirits too liberally in the reception camps.

False pretender, it is you who are suffering from an overdose of arrogant spirits. Your head will soon kiss the dust.

Princes, these heavy jokes are not worthy of a king.

Those who will jest properly with you are near at hand. General!

No more, I entreat you. I can see plainly I owe homage to you all. The head is bowing down of itself—there