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‘What’s going on, Satram?’ I asked with a slight quiver in my voice, as I looked on through the balcony.

‘One of the guards found that man fallen unconscious just outside our walls, sir,’ he replied,  ‘He is probably dead.’

‘What was he doing there?’ I knew the answer, though.

‘Just what he has always been doing, sir.’ Satram’s tone abruptly shifted its focus to the disgust he had for t...