Towards the end, his court had shrunk down
To one: Ruth. Mornings, she'd summon herself
To order, read minutes, debate, rebut, enact.
Afternoons, she spread and believed seditious rumors
And plotted rebellion. When the moon rose
She'd arrest herself as a suspicious character
With no visible means of support and sleep in jail.
As arch-traitor, she sold the King to his enemies
But died heroically, defending him to the last
In her roles as childhood friend, valet, lover
And brevet five-star general.
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