King Saul hurled a spear at his son.
"You let David get away?" Saul roared.
"He does not oppose you, father," Jonathan insisted.
"Lies! You hear the songs the maidens sing? They barely even mention my name. I'm the king, not that . . . shepherd!" The word tasted foul as it slogged out of his mouth.
"You cannot fight the will of God. Samuel said—"
"I am the one who united the tribes of Israel under one crown! No prophet, no giant-slayer, no deity known to men will ever strip me of my kingdom!"
The palace guards scoured the grounds for a harp.
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