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Chapter Eighteen – To catch a thief Lord Chancellor and Chief Advisor Lord Holden’s Point of view. I rode in the streets of the City of the Goose, watching as the peasants knelt before me their noses practically in the dirt, and I fell a sense of achievement wash over me. I am like the king, I should be a king, and after the next uprising, I will be King. That i***t was not deserving of the crown, I was the brains, I looked over and saw some of the peasants of the Eloah faith bow yet not kneel. How dare they. I pulled up my horse before them. “KNEEL” I shouted “My Lord Chancellor, you are not the king nor Eloah himself, therefore we are not required by order of the King to kneel before you” one dared to utter. “I am sent by the king, there for you will treat me as a king, I sa