They said the law was ironclad, Two terms—no more—was all he had. No man could take the seat again, No vote could bring him back to reign. Yet buried deep within the code, A hidden path, a secret road. Not banned from power, just the race, He’d claim the throne from second place. Then Peabody, with studied hand, Exposed the flaw, the law’s weak stand: “A man who’s served his legal ...

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