“Whatever is happening here is the source of tremendous evil.” Rav Yerucham shuddered
Rav Yerucham had no choice but to comply. He returned home with two burly soldiers who supported the chest between them. The soldiers marched into his home with grim expressions and would not leave until they saw Rav Yerucham replace his table with the chest and spread a tablecloth across it.
“What, uh… is this exactly, by the way?” Rav Yerucham swallowed. “I know the emperor said it contained treasures that he wanted to hide, but I would like to know exactly what I’m storing inside my home.”
“None of your business.” The soldier flexed his muscles and sneered. “It doesn’t open anyhow, so don’t even try checking what’s inside. Just do what you’re told, and use it as your table until after the holiday.”
The soldiers left the house, slamming the door behind them.
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