Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste. Also, the ruler of Achaea, a piss poor Duchy in the south of Achaia. They say it is one of the most developed countries of its time. That only says something about the sorry state the rest of the world is in, really.
See, this is Achaia. A few islands and mountains, which soon will be mine. But right now, it is a part of some Empire. I think it was the Western Roman. Or was it the Southern?
This is my father, the Duke of Epirus. As you can see, I am his only son, yet I am not his successor. This is because my father is a moron who doesn't know what is good for him. But I'll show him soon enough.
In the, probable, words of Carl the Great: "Fetch me a wench!"
I show my prowess. Which might be greater than the martial prowess of some others, if you consider how she looks.
Yeah, I needed that guy at that time. In hindsight, should have killed them both.
Of course I wasn't very happy when I was told my liege died at the age of 69 of a heart attack. On my wife. My mood brightened when I was told she died as well.
I spent the following night wallowing my sorrows in bed. With Maria, my new wife.
Apparently, people are more impressed with my sexual prowess than I thought.
And it's a son as well! The line is secured. But of course, that is not a reason to stop making it safer.
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