Greetings, Realmies!

It's time for Unca Thon to tell you a story, so SHUT YER CUTE LITTLE
PIEHOLES, and save yer dopey questions for after I'm gone.

In a magic land I forget the name of because I'm old and was never
terribly bright to begin with, there was a King named Ludwig.
Ludwig was called MAD King Ludwig behind his back, by a populace that
had learned to fear him. Yes, both "mad" as in "angry" and "mad" as in
"insane".
He went among the populace one day, expecting to be cheered by his
people as a king should be. Where he went, people hid. No one shouted
his praises from doorways or threw flowers from windows. All doors and
shutters were closed, and no one was to be seen on the streets.
A rapidly closing stable door caught his eye, and he grabbed it and
forced it open. Within he found a terrified groom, attempting to hide
behind a horse. "Come out from there" King Ludwig told the groom. "Why
are you hiding from me? Know you not that I am your KING?" Ludwig
bellowed at the man. The groom stammered "I, I, I. I am af-f-raid of
your majesty!', looking as if he would faint. "WHAT?" roared Ludwig "I
AM YOUR KING! YOU MUST NOT *FEAR* ME, YOU MUST *LOVE* ME"! So saying, he
proceeded to chase the groom out of the stable and through the streets,
beating him without mercy with the royal scepter, all the while
screaming "LOVE ME, DAMN YOU, *LOVE* ME".

THE END

Now go to sleep, tomorrow's a school day.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Lanosian, in the year 77 MA.