The peasants were also overjoyed when they were informed that the body of the previous king was right there in the middle of the courtyard, to be viewed and paid respects to, and when they realized that it was only observable to the few lines close to the center, many attempted to switch queues, even at the cost of delaying their food collection, just to get a glimpse of a god, even of a dead one.
But soon the thick wooden clubs and the wooden lower ends of the soldiers' spears managed to break their determination and they had to be content with just getting food.
Though all the people did have the fortune of getting to see the divine face of the living god- Ptolomy, whom, they could not fully make out with all his distinct facial features, but could still make out his royal silhouette.
'How can god be so easily viewed in the flesh so up close?' The populace reasoned as to why Ptolomy sat so far away from them.
