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A Kings Death

He heard his chambermaid open the door, click her teeth at the full chamber pot, and sighed. “Good, my Lord.â€? She said it gracefully. Then Ace was alone again, as the Guard resumed his spot beside his mocking friend. All in a days activity, Ace thought to himself. “All in a day for a dying King, that’s what.â€?

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