"You are ruled," Richard said in a voice that rang out over the multitude, "by mean little men."
The people gasped as one. To speak against a brother was treason, most likely, and heresay for sure.
"My crime?" Richard asked aloud. "I have given you something beautiful to see, daring to hold the conviction that you have a right to see it
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I'll read it tomorrow if I'm feeling motivated! :DD
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