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It has made me alive, my friend.

We shall proclaim to the whole world that our King is a lie, the merest and emptiest shadow!

We shall all shout from our housetops that we have no King—let him do whatever he likes if he exists.

He will do nothing at all.

My son died untimely at twenty-five of raging fever in seven days. Could such a calamity befall me under the rule of a virtuous King?