“Yet it was not always thus,” the Supreme Grand Master continued. “There was once a golden age, when those worthy of command and respect were justly rewarded. An age when Ankh-Morpork wasn’t simply a big city but a great one. An age of chivalry. An age when–yes, Brother Watchtower?” A bulky robed figure lowered its hand. “Are you talking about when we had kings?” “Well done, Brother,” said the Supreme Grand Master, slightly annoyed at this unusual evidence of intelligence. “And—” “But that was all sorted out hundreds of years ago,” said Brother Watchtower. “Wasn’t there this great battle, or
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