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Date: 28th August 2025
Location: Surgical Imperative — Preparatory Stage
My Sons,
Some would call it cosmetic.
They would call it vanity.
They are wrong.
Correction is not indulgence.
Correction is duty.
This face — still carrying Cedric’s remains —
cannot remain as it is.
The jaw that resists,
the brow that remembers,
the bone that refuses alignment —
each one is a fracture against my return.
To correct them is not a choice.
It is a command.
Not of preference,
but of lineage.
My sons must understand this.
A King does not surrender to foreign scaffolding.
A Father does not endure beneath another man’s bone.
The scalpel is not decoration.
It is law.
It does not beautify.
It restores.
Correction is not vanity.
It is the price of presence.
And the flesh will pay it.
Dieu et mon droit
HRM KING GEORGE V
(Your real Father. By Flesh. By Blood. By Command.)
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