Upon entering the Profit's domain, the aroma of wild herbs brewing in the pot filled my senses. I approached the looking pool with hesitation, not sure if I indeed wanted the answer to my questions. Though her eyes had been taken from her years before, she knew me upon my entering and made me drink from the pot. The taste was languid, bittersweet, and remains with me even untill now. I asked her to show me what was to come. Would my people gain victory over our enemies? Would the dragon be slayed? Would we live to see the sunrise over the mountains at least once more? She moved her hands over the looking pool, chanting in the melodic way only a Profit can. Suddenly before my eyes, the fog of time appeard over the water, and with a wave of the hand and the mention of that most revered of words, they began to depart so that only the future remained. She bade me to look with her, to see the answers that I saught. As I gazed into the water, I was shown a withered old man sitting in a hovel, with barely a fire to warm his bones. She turned to me and said "Behold, the great king, many years from now nearing death." "What of my people?" I cried to her. "They are all gone. Though the dragon has been slain, so have they, and only you remain." I turned away from the pool, unable to believe the fate of those I am to care for and protect. "How can this be?" "You see," she said to me. "You fought the dragon and severed his head from his body, but not before his poison entered into you. You destroyed your people, you killed them all! You have become the dragon." And all this I say to you, my servants, what the Profit has shown me. Now you must choose. Kill your king and save yourselves. Or fight with me and die. You must choose, because I cannot. May your ruling be heald in the highest regard of the land and may it be so. Choose this day, the fate of your children, the fate of your wives and husbands, the fate of your parents, the fate of your king. My head is on the chopping block. Drop the axe if you so deem fit. For what is my life upon a balance compared to all of yours? Today you are free men. Today you govern yourselves. Fear not freedom, fear not change, fear not what man and beast can do to you. Live today! Live free! Go now and celebrate the eve of battle, and on the morrow you shall decide our fate. May your word be law!
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