There was a stir, and Leonidas emerged into view along the front of the assembled warriors. “Have you knelt?” He moved down the line, not declaiming like some proud monarch seeking satisfaction from the sound of his own voice, but speaking softly like a comrade, touching each man’s elbow, embracing some, placing an arm around others, speaking to each warrior man-to-man, Peer-to-Peer, with no kingly condescension.
