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I, Oswald, last standing king of the realm since the beginning of the Conqueror's conquest, write these words for those who will come after me; or anyone who would find it really. For many years, I have strived to keep my kingdom out of the hands of the enemy. I have planned, I have fought, I have negotiated; I have even amassed more allies than I would have thought possible before this began. And all of these are so that I can stop the one who takes without asking. The Conqueror, they call him; a terror to those whom he had crossed. But while this Conqueror has ravaged through the realm, he has never stepped on my territory before; until now, that is. Just a few days ago, he sent me a message through an emissary, asking me to flee the kingdom before he arrives or my life would be forfei

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