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You were there, too.
And yet father sent me away.
Don’t play dumb.
You turned Father against me.
I’m to blame for the “Peasants Revolt”?
I’ll take your silence as agreement.
Now leave me in peace.
That’s why you’re here.
You feel… guilt.
You have blood on your hands, too.
And yet you walk freely.
Why?
All because of a few dead peasants?
