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The Rebellion

The villagers flocked to get the extra help from Drogo. They couldn't believe that someone had come to rescue them. While he distributed grains and vegetables to them, he started poisoning their minds by speaking ill about the king and his sons and his tax policies. 

"The king wants us to die in poverty!" he said loudly to a large group that had gathered around him. "Why can't he understand that all of you are reeling under poverty? Did he have to send the princes to collect taxes all the way to the north? How much of you people can give him and how much of his treasury would fill? This is not about taxes!" Drogo pointed as his chest rose and fell while studying the men and women in front of him. "This is about something else. The king doesn't like humans who have settled on his land because we are of no use to him now. He says that this land belongs to him and his children, but we have spent so many years tilling this land and have made it our home." 

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