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A great wind blows, the cloud is muddy, everyone in the market is holding and guarding their products, the tax collector in the market has gone to find a shelter, the wind is taking many things away, and people are wondering why the wind is in the middle of the day. The wind had pushed the towel bell to ring. King Alfred in his room, hearing the bell, got surprised. Who might hit the bell without his consent? He didn't know about the wind. He wore his clothes and came out of his room to know what's going on. The wind almost pushed him back inside the room.

"What is this?" King Alfred muttered.

He held himself and walked out. He asked one of the guards standing beside his room door.

"What's happening? This is summer. Why the wind?" King Alfred asked his guard.

His palace guard can barely hear him. King Alfred left the guard at the tower bell, and his personal guard followed him up. As he was going, he saw his son, the prince.

"Dad, where are you going? It isn't safe out there; the wind
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