White: Kf1
The King has grown weary with his Council of War,
"I no longer can stand all this prattle!
Four times assassins have crouched at my door
While you stood about lowing like cattle!"
"Gentlemen, the time for debating is past,
I, too, must rise up 'gainst this hoard,
So send for my horse, stop standing aghast,
Now what did I do with that sword?"
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