— I am Arthur, King of the Britons.— Who are the Britons? — Well, we all are. We are all Britons, and I am your king. — I didn’t know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective. There’s long been speculation as to whether King Arthur had any historical existence. (There’s [...]
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