I have a nice wife, a nice fief too, a castle on a hill with a magnificent view. I have fertile lands, and villages that thrive, hundreds of troops who somehow stay alive. My coffers are heavy, my warband is fed, my enemies see my banner and occasionally drop dead. I have horses and armor, silver and grain, a hall full of nobles complaining again. By every measure, I’ve won at this game. I’ve conquered, grown wealthy, and built up my name. Yet I stand on my battlements when the campaigning is done, watching the mountains fade with the sun. My wife is beside me. My kingdom is strong. My vaults overflow. But something feels wrong. I’ve everything a lord could possibly acquire… Maybe what’s missing another fief to desire. submitted by /u/t-o-m-u-s-a [link] [comments]
again, sorry
OH MY FUCKING GOD
HOLY JESUS
*has heart attack*
I was just about to clear out of Email too. thank god I skimmed it over before I did!
anyway, you may now be jealous and hate me forever
Submitted October 30, 2019 at 06:05PM by forcallaghan https://ift.tt/36gcFq5
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