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... The thought of asking a loan from his own vassals was laughable, worse than laughable, suicidal. What kind of lord went to his sworn men, cap in hand, begging coin? Word would spread before the ink dried on the ledger, and whatever respect they held for him would vanish by morning.
After all, would a boss ask for money from his employer?
Approaching a fellow lord was no better. They’d swarm like gulls to a carcass, interest rates sharp enough to bleed him dry, if they didn’t simp ...
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