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Most of the nobles had heard of the increasing hostilities between His Majesty and his brother-in-law. It was mostly the gossip mill talking about it, the two trying desperately (and failing) to make things seem cordial.

Knowing this, Hugh was worried when he was given a summons to the king's side. His worry only increased when instead of their typical meeting spot, he was ushered into the throne room.

"Hugh!" Edward greeted.

"Your Majesty," Hugh responded with a bow.

"I'm not sure if you're aware, but with the hostilities in Granite Falls, there have been many lands confiscated." He paused for dramatic effect. "I have decided that among my nobles, you are the most loyal and capable. I wish to dub you Lord of Granite Falls. Will you accept?"

There wasn't a real option. Hugh knew that this was a snub to others who were vying for this lordship. He knew that this would make him enemies. He knew that Edward, as close of a friend as he is, is terrible at court politics and keeping his allies safe.

And yet, he dropped down to his knee anyway.

"I graciously and humbly accept."

The 11th Academy Awards were held on February 1939, at the Biltmore Hotel in Los Angeles, California, and hosted by Frank Capra.

That Mothers Might Live is a 1938 American short drama film directed by Fred Zinnemann. In 1939, at the 11th Academy Awards, it won an Oscar for Best Short Subject (One-Reel).

The short is a brief account of Hungarian physician Ignaz Semmelweis and his discovery of the need for cleanliness in 19th-century maternity wards, thereby significantly decreasing maternal mortality, and of his struggle to gain acceptance of his idea. Although Semmelweis ultimately failed in his lifetime, later scientific luminaries advanced his work in spirit like microbiologistLouis Pasteur, who provided a scientific theoretical explanation of Semmelweis' observations by helping develop the germ theory of disease, and Dr. Joseph Lister, who revolutionized medicine by putting Pasteur's research to practical use. 11th Academy Awards - Wikipedia

link https://youtu.be/PlIYg6ApCx0 That mothers might live - Ignaz Semmelweis y el lavado de manos

link https://youtu.be/KmE7gVkK14I Bob Hope & Shirley Ross - Thanks for the Memory (1938) "Thanks for the Memory" (1938) is a popular song, with music composed by Ralph Rainger and lyrics by Leo Robin. It was introduced in the 1938 film The Big Broadcast of 1938 by Bob Hope and Shirley Ross, and recorded by Shep Fields and His Orchestra featuring John Serry Sr. on accordion and vocals by Bob Goday.

Declaration of Independence is a 1938 American short drama film directed by Crane Wilbur. It won an Academy Award at the 11th Academy Awards in 1939 for Best Short Subject (Two-Reel), and has been credited as being one of the few films relating to the American Revolution to win this award.

Declaration of Independence was part of Warner Bros.'s Old Glory series, which consisted of several short films that covered American history. Declaration of Independence (film) - Wikipedia

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link https://youtu.be/Ni6vV9heJhM Alexander's Ragtime Band

link https://youtu.be/uT6dLPfSCL8 The Adventures Of Robin Hood -Soundtrack Suite (Erich Wolfgang Korngold)

Ferdinand the Bull is a 1938 American stand-alone animated short produced by Walt Disney Productions and released on November 25, 1938, by RKO Radio Pictures. It was directed by Dick Rickard and based on the 1936 book The Story of Ferdinand by Munro Leaf. The music was by Albert Hay Malotte, most known for his setting of The Lord's Prayer, commonly sung at weddings. Ferdinand the Bull (film) - Wikipedia

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The forest, once a place of solace and beauty, now echoed with the tension of their desperate escape. The leaves, a vibrant tapestry of autumn hues, rustled ominously as the wind picked up, mirroring the turmoil in their hearts.

Genevieve, her once regal demeanor now marked by fear, clung to Nehemiah's arm. "Nehemiah," she whispered, her voice barely audible, "I fear for our safety. Philip will stop at nothing to reclaim me."

Nehemiah, his heart heavy with worry, gently cupped her face. "Fear not, my love," he reassured her, his voice steady. "I will protect you. Always."

A flicker of hope ignited in Genevieve's eyes as she smiled weakly. She pulled away, her gaze fixed on the path ahead. Nehemiah, lost in the comforting warmth of her touch, didn't notice the approaching footsteps until a voice shattered the tranquility of the forest.

"Nehemiah!"

He whirled around, his heart pounding. Sir Tristian, a once-trusted friend, stood before him, accompanied by another guard. A grim smile played on Tristian's lips. "Come with me, Nehemiah," he offered, his voice laced with a sinister undertone. "No one will get hurt."

Nehemiah's blood ran cold. "You think I would surrender so easily?" he challenged.

Tristian chuckled. "No, that's why I came prepared."

As if on cue, the other guard stepped forward, a sword pressed against Genevieve's throat. A wave of terror washed over Nehemiah as he realized the gravity of the situation.

"Let her go!" he roared, his voice filled with rage.

"Don't worry, our King wants her alive," Tristian replied nonchalantly. "But you, Nehemiah...well, that's a different story."

A fierce battle ensued, the clash of swords echoing through the trees. Nehemiah fought with a desperation born of love and fear, his every move fueled by the desire to protect Genevieve. With a swift, decisive strike, he disarmed Tristian, leaving him wounded on the forest floor.

Turning his attention to the guard holding Genevieve captive, Nehemiah lunged forward, rescuing his beloved from the brink of danger. With a swift, merciless blow, he ended the guard's life.

Panting heavily, Nehemiah turned to Genevieve, his eyes filled with relief and love. "We must hurry," he urged, his voice barely a whisper. "Philip will send more men."