Shut up, will you? Shut up! Burn her! Right! Arthur, King of the Britons, your Knights of the Round Table shall have a task to make them an example in these dark times. Uh, but you are dressed as one. Look, my liege! Look well, Arthur, for it is your sacred task to seek this grail. You don't vote for kings. I am your king!
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Come here! What I object to is that you automatically treat me like an inferior! A scratch? Your arm's off! Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. I am your king! I mean, if I went 'round saying I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away! Yes. I command you, as King of the Britons, to stand aside! In that case, I shall have to kill you. My liege!