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“Let us sit down for a moment,” he had said. Indeed I am! I would make this country a collective monarchy, and all the girls and women in it should be the Queen. ‘What in Hades d’ye mean, thanks to me? Want to blame anyone, blame that rapscallion who calls himself your father. It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming.
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