"That tresonous Grimbrol!" Arthur shouted, riding back to his house. "Why didn't I just kill him! I would have sent a message to all who have tried to rob me! You'd think that after finding that farmer under the boulder they'd get the hint! But no! They try it again! When I get back, if there's been anything taken, everybody dies!" Across large green pastures Arthur rode, each mile a short gallop. Then, after a short ride, Arthur approached his house. Just the way he left it. "Home sweet home!" Arthur said, getting off his horse. The horse knew what to do now. It ran through the fields until it came to a fence on the horizon. There, a old man opened the gate and let the horse in. He would be safe for the night.
"What's this?" Arthur said as he observed the house. The door was opened a jar. "That's it! This one's gonna pay! I'm pushed over the line. It's a simple system. On my land, you do what I say, or else! I see no problem in the system. Why should they need to steal! Do they think I'm so rich because I rob?" Arthur said as he grabbed his sword and walked into the house.
Inside it was dark, but Arthur smelled something. Pipeweed. Someone had broken into his statch of Old Toby. Arthur was about to bring light into the room, but suddenly a light kindled itself in the back of the room. "No brother, you're rich because you gamble" Samuel had walked into the light to greet his brother. Instantly, Arthur put his sword away, and exhaled greatly. "Sam! There's no need to hide! What's the problem? Has father sent you? What's the matter?"
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