"Do you think he even realizes that most of the kingdom's citizens don't even follow his silly laws?" A man grumbled as he crumpled up the paper, tossing it into the nearest bin where other papers of similar shape resided.
I nodded to myself, lifting up the collar of my coat. I'd seen the paper earlier in the morning. It was a stupid law that all left handed people needed to wear green gloves to mark them out. Being a righty myself, it didn't apply to me, but Mrs. Featherstone from the bakery was, and I'd seen her lift an eyebrow and not do a thing. "He keeps trying to divide us out." I remarked. "But so far I've only seen him drawing the country closer."
I nodded to myself, lifting up the collar of my coat. I'd seen the paper earlier in the morning. It was a stupid law that all left handed people needed to wear green gloves to mark them out. Being a righty myself, it didn't apply to me, but Mrs. Featherstone from the bakery was, and I'd seen her lift an eyebrow and not do a thing. "He keeps trying to divide us out." I remarked. "But so far I've only seen him drawing the country closer."
The man snorted. "What a waste of leadership. We should be concerned about more important issues like trade and building relations with kingdoms. Instead we're stuck with a whiny king who has caused us to be the laughing stock of the country. It's gotten to the point where I don't dare to admit I hail from this city unless I want to be mocked my entire trip abroad."
"Aye, I know the feeling." I agreed. Honestly, we could have had a better king if the man would grow a spine and a brain to match. Did he honestly believe that his kingdom had nothing better to do than follow the silly edicts of fashion he came up with, or the odd customs to ward off evil spirits? It wasn't like Spirits, Fairies, or Fayes even existed.
-Inspiration from politics
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