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Kang - the CONQUEROR!Or is that putting it in too strong words?Feel flattered. I'm in the mood to be flattering. (Oh, you'll suffer through it somehow. It's better than me being in the mood to be annoying, which mood you've seen far more often. And you survived that. I am impressed with your fortitude. And knowledge. And grace. And honesty. And the large sums of money you intend to shower me with for my sincerity. You are going to be showering me with large sums of money, right? Grand Unified Field Theory, hey? Hey hey? Nudge nudge, wink wink! My brain hurts. Or, my head hurts. Pick one, depending on how disparaging you feel like being. Well, if you feel like being disparaging, you could really use either one (ref. "It's just your brain cell getting tired" and "Definitely your head. Couldn't be otherwise."). Not to get your hopes up, but I _may_ be in line for a knighthood. I've been told that the king himself knows of my accomplishments. Of course, he may simply be attempting to cause me to become impressive in your eyes, so you'll eventually decide to marry me, and then he can exercise his droit du seigneur, which he's been dying to do since you stopped to chat with him in the halls of the courthouse that time when you were there to bear witness against your evil neighbor, Terrance of York. His majesty was quite taken with your ready wit and sparkling eyes, not to mention the rest of you, and decided that day that you must be his. Her majesty would object, of course, unless he pretended that he was doing it out of custom and for no other reason, and thus he hit upon this scheme. Still, if I get a knighthood out of the deal, it's one step closer to realizing my lifelong dream of becoming the first Lord Kramer. In fact, he might even simply give me a lordship if you prove reluctant to marry a mere knight. Be patient. Be strong. Killing her majesty in her sleep is probably taking things too far. Enough of flattery. On to glory!) Exeunt Omnes
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