“The thing is, those horses were wrongfully subjugated by the King.” “Oh they were, were they?” “Most certainly.” Robin presented the empty space proudly. “They hadn’t paid their taxes, you see, and the King took them into servitude as payment. I couldn’t bear the sight of their slavery. So I set them free, their families are quite happy about it, and I have been anointed the Horse Lord of England.” “I don’t believe you. Not because it’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard—which it is—but because a real Horse Lord of England would have horses. Whilst you have just lost yours.”
