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    The throne room was silent, save Sule�s hard breathing, until Kwesi rushed to his brother to help him to a chair.  All at once the servants and soldiers began moving.  Several went to the king to ready him for a burial while others converged on the brothers, trying to help Sule with his injuries, while still others just left.  Kwesi recognized Dylan�s voice as he started the shout, �Long live King Sule!�  Many of the soldiers cheered and pledged their swords to Sule, while others stomped out angrily.  Most the servants stayed and were more than happy to offer advice, as Sule informed them he�d need lots of it if they really wanted him to be their king.
      It wasn�t long before, word of a new king spread throughout the kingdom, and crowds of people showed up for his coronation, even of some of the nobles, who only begrudgingly accepted him because of the prophecy.  Although, the famous wizard Dylan had explained that it was really just a self-fulfilling prophecy; that it only came true because King Egan was searching for Kwesi so hard to keep the prophecy from happening, while Sule would never let anything happen to his brother.  This news only endeared Sule even more to the people.  The whole kingdom was filled with excitement and anticipation for the dawn of a new era with a commoner as king.  Whatever might come in the future, their new king would try his hardest to make the best of it for his people, to protect them as brothers, and there would definitely be hard times.
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