Now that Sean was in motion, he was positively driven and had to force himself to a pace that preserved the health and endurance of his troops. All that was done he just had to tell everyone that fact. His uncle had had seventeen years to divide the districts and cow everyone through fear and torture. In order to be his own king, rather than a shadow sitting on his uncle's throne, he had to go to each district and tie the country together again. The only trouble with this picture was that the entire rest of the country didn't have a clue. Sean's crown was firmly in his hands, and his new bride and oldest friends managed the business of running the kingdom.
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