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“Ladies and Gentlemen, this year’s anniversary will be
slightly different. His Royal Highness has decided that instead of giving away
vegetables and meat so you can feed your families during these times of need,
you will hear him sing.”
The crowd growled in discontent.
“Unbelievable.”
“Unacceptable.”
“Ridiculous.”
The emissary raised her hands.
“Please, please… Let’s not…” she said trying to
control the fury building up.
Suddenly, she was interrupted by a woman who stood
right in front of her. When the woman spoke, everyone quieted down.
“It seems to be a good idea, considering…” she
started.
People looked at one another incredulously. The
emissary gleamed.
“The only problem is that he won’t be able to sing.”
“Why not?” asked the emissary frowning.
The old woman pointed at the horizon where they could
see four horsemen drawing near.
“They are coming.”
The emissary ran into the castle. The crowd scattered
in all directions, locking their doors.
“We don’t need vegetables now, do we?”
And the woman started to sing.
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