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“...Richard III, after learning how the Princes' bodies had been disposed of, 'allowed not, as I have heard, the burying in so vile a corner, saying he would have them buried in a better place, because they were a king's sons. Lo! The honorable heart of a king, for he would recompense a detestable murder with a solemn obloquy!”

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The Princes in the Tower

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Alison Weir
Alison Weir

Alison Weir is a British historical novelist and historian known for her research into British history and her rich imagination. Her works cover a range of historical periods from the Middle Ages to modern times. Weir's novels are typically based on real historical figures and events, presented through fictional plots and dialogue, offering vivid historical narratives to readers. more

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