Стража! Стража!

           "But-"BrotherPlastererseemeddeepinthetoilsofcerebration,"ifwecontrolthedragon,andwedocontrolthedragon,right?Thenwedon’tneedanyonekillingit,wejuststopsummoningit,andeveryone’llbehappy,right?"

           "Hoyes,"saidBrotherWatchtowernastily,"Icanjustseeit,canyou?Wejusttrotout,say’Hallo,wewon’tsetfiretoyourhousesanymore,aren’twenice’,dowe?Thewholepointaboutthethingwiththekingisthathe’llbea,asortof-"

           "Undeniablypotentandromanticsymbolofabsoluteauthority,"saidtheSupremeGrandMastersmoothly.

           "That’sit,"saidBrotherWatchtower."Apotentauthority."

           "Oh,Isee,"saidBrotherPlasterer."Right.Okay.That’swhattheking’llbe."

           "That’sit,"saidBrotherWatchtower.

           "No-onegoingtoarguewithapotentauthority,arethey?"

           "Tooright,"saidBrotherWatchtower.

           "Strokeofluck,then,findingthetruekingrightnow,"saidBrotherPlasterer."Milliontoonechance,really."

           "Wehaven’tfoundtherightking.Wedon’tneedtherightking,"saidtheSupremeGrandMasterwearily."Forthelasttime!I’vejustfoundusalikelyladwholooksgoodinacrownandcantakeordersandknowshowtoflourishasword.Nowjustlisten..."

           Flourishing,ofcourse,wasimportant.Itdidn’thavemuchtodowithwielding.Wieldingasword,theSupremeGrandMasterconsidered,wassimplythemessybusinessofdynasticsurgery.Itwasjustamatterofthrustandcut.Whereasakinghadtoflourishone.