Landsgate’s body trembled wildly. Peter put him down and Landsgate dropped to all fours. He reminded Peter of a sick dog.
"Please," he gasped. "Please don’t make me go out there. Please." He looked up
at Peter, pathetic fear in his eyes. "That’s not my place. I can’t face those
people. This is what I know. I rule here. It’s good enough. Please. For God’s
sake..."