illi rupta quies; attollit membra toroque eripitur plenus monstris, vanumque cruorem excutiens simul horret avum fratremque requirit.
The kings slumber was broken. He raises his body and wrenches  from the bed, full of horrors. As he shakes off the phantom blood, he shudders at his grandfather and in the same motion seeks his brother.
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