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]
So I decide to marry Ira, go through the process you know talk to her the first time go away comeback to talk to her the second time. So there we are, in Onira. I'm there, she's there Rhaegea this there great. I talk the second time succeed in convincing her. Hurray! Pop over to the other side of the room talk to Rhaegea and pay the bill. Huzzah we're married let's start popping them kids out. Wrong! Ira has to "Regroup" despite you know we both in the same room. So she disappears right and bam days later she pops back up.... in Ocs Hall. Like wtf lmao.
Then to top it all off after a couple of nights waiting to regain health from taking out a bandits base on the way bam she's preggers. I'm giving her the squinting Fry eyes right now lol.
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