I was right there next to the no-good King, holding my dagger above his head, ready to strike. He must have been so enraptured in his prayer. It sounded like he was praying to try to resolve his sin. I did not kill him then because I was afeared that he might have gone to heaven. I know it's terrible thinking that someone like him might get in, but I couldn't take my chances. Methinks I must wait until he is doing something dirty, filthy, and unquestionably evil.
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