The King of Thieves

Of course, I don’t just dream I’m royalty. I have to be a special kind of royalty…

I was the King of Thieves. Outside the orphanage, some had discovered us, but instead of revealing us, they also helped. Placing goods in secret drop spots, providing hiding places when the police stumbled across us. I found the populace at large was not happy with the ruling class after all, but because they were kept scattered, none felt confident in raising their voices. I felt invincible. A modern day Robin Hood. But like Robin Hood, I knew my reign would not last. I made plans for the day of my discovery.

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