We were three kings…we may have started out as paupers, but we didn’t stay that way. We knew we wouldn’t. Even as the three of us stared down our tormentors (or up at them, as the case may have been), be it the cloaked variety or the uniformed ones, we knew that one day we’d overcome them all. We understood power and the utilization of this power. We watched, we learned. Their lessons didn’t come to the resolution that they hoped. They didn’t make us submissive, cowering minions.
It was our unity that did the most damage against them. One had merely to make a statement, and the other two would swear by it. If I said the sky was green, my two allies would repeat the lie as truth, insisting it was, making sure that everyone else around us would swear by it as well, calling them out as bald-
