"I gave you a direct order," Uther snapped. At least that had wiped that look of distant admiration off his face, at last, Arthur thought darkly.
"The people cannot afford to pay the tax," he said. His back was more ramrod straight than usual, and his arms were behind his back: perfect military posture, ready for a fight.
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Audience Chambers, Sunday Afternoon
Date: 2010-09-12 09:44 am (UTC)"The people cannot afford to pay the tax," he said. His back was more ramrod straight than usual, and his arms were behind his back: perfect military posture, ready for a fight.