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I
didn’t” He protested guiltily “But my soul tells me the one you
impersonate is dead” He took the high ground.
    “If you had truth
in your soul you would know I am me” I replied.
    “Speaking for
myself, I am happy to see you well Robert” Lord Peter stepped
forward and embraced me, whispering “Beware the thirst for power”
In my ear as he did. His entourage began to clap, but Edmond and
his blue clad crew just stared on silently.
    “My Lords” Zoran
reminded all of us “The Supreme One awaits”.
    Two T.T.V’s
arrived, with three of my siblings already on board one. We three
boarded the other and were silently, and in silence, taken to the
great central palace. It was there that I met Lady Ursula, Lady
Margaret and Lord Elton all dressed in the kaftan like outfits, but
in purple, yellow and brown respectively. While Lady Margaret, who
seemed to be my younger sister, was clearly sure it was me and glad
about it, much like Peter, the other two seemed to share Edmond’s
doubt and displeasure at my return.
    We were ushered
into a huge circular outer chamber, by our ever-growing squad of
green and gold clad House Guards, who numbered more than twenty, by
the time we had penetrated the onionskin layers of the Supreme
One’s palace. At the centre and now two floors up, we came into the
Supreme Council Chambers. Guided to out super comfortable chairs
and settled in, the six of us sat silently and waited. In a minute
or so, the arched doorway at the end of the chamber opened. We all
stood to greet the Supreme One as he entered. He looked every bit
the part, long silver hair, wispy moustache and beard, dressed in
flowing white robes, the Supreme One was at least ninety years old,
yet, he still stood straight and moved with grace and
confidence.
    His face, an
ancient version of our own, was lined from years of responsibility,
yet his bright blue eyes were extremely alert and uncomfortably
penetrating. We sat back down when he had ascended and settled into
his throne-like chair, at the head of an oval shaped, oaken table,
around which we all sat. A coat of arms, on the walls behind both
sides of his chair, explained more than just the house guards
uniform colours. Across a green circle, the world? There were bolts
of gold lightning which overlapped each side. I read it as control
by power. Little did I know, right then, just how accurate, if
simplistic my interpretation was.
    “You certainly
look like Robert, yet you’ve a curiousness about you” The old man
began, watching me closely.
    The Supreme One’s
voice didn’t follow through on his image, it was old and quavering.
But his piercing eyes held mine steadily.
    “How can the
Supreme One not know I am who I am” I replied, voice low and head
bowed.
    “I know well you
are who you are” Came the almost petulant reply “Whether or not you
are Robert, now that I have yet to decide” He told me
imperiously.
    “How can you not
see the truth?” I asked of the old man, but that just got his
hackles up.
    “The truth is as I
say it is” The Divine Leader bristled..
    “Of course Supreme
One” I bowed, as I mumbled my apologies.
    “You will step
forward” The Supreme One ordered, I did as commanded “Where have
you been? Why did you return through a house of harlots? And why
did you involve the Centropolis administration in your return?” He
counted the questions off on the fingers of his crinkled and
shaking old hand.
    “Supreme One, I
ask in advance that you not be angry at the inadequacy of my
answers” I began “Yet I can but speak the truth to you” I poured it
on as thick as I could..
    “Yes yes, all very
well, but what is the truth of these matters” He interjected
impatiently.
    “The simple,
single truth is, I do not know Supreme One. I was just there, as if
I’d never been anywhere else. I have no answer to satisfy your
question” I waited.
    “Did you not
consider that you were a death sentence for every human with whom
you have had