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May 13, 2009

Ted: Royal Pain

The Prince, my only child, was dead. From birth, he had been educated in the kingly arts: accounting, history, psychology. He would not grow up as I had, scratching for my older brother's scraps, afraid my younger brothers would kill me in my sleep.

My son would be educated in the proper fashion so that he could rule without the tyranny my father wielded like a mace. Taught compassion so that he would know the trials of even the lowest citizen.To begin a new age for the kingdom.

Now I was bereft.

No living heir remained. It would be war.

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