The Muddling Adventures of Prince Knud
As told with many pictures. And few words.
(the quality is low because there's a lot of them. pictures that is. the low quality of the words is all my fault though.)
1068 - 1071
I am Knud's sense of burning shame.
It's a good thing I have lots of prestige or this would really suck.
Oh.
Chaste? Knud Knýtling wins again!
Except I'm still married to a fat, reckless, lying, German cow of a star-spangled wildebeast whore.
Yeah. I win.
Someone kill me.
The war against the pagans goes poorly on account of me not getting killed.
It's a good thing I have lots of gold or this would really suck.
Oh.
And the king made peace with Rügen. I have to sail for Mecklemburg itself if I'm to get any land. Thanks a lot, dad.
The plan was simple.
Wait! That's not a longship, that's my wife! Save me! Quick, someone save mrrfff!
It's too late. Send for the miracle-worker. Again.
The king made peace with Mecklemburg. Thanks a lot, dad.
It's a good thing I have lots of land or this would really suck.
Oh.
I send all my problems to church. Because I hate God. And myself.
I am Knud's constant reminder of pain.
Cute little bugger. I hope he's not a bastard. I hope my wife doesn't overpower me again. Maybe I could come up with another excuse to leave Halland.
I could be the noble warrior fleeing to someone else's court. Wait! I think I have a better idea. What about . . .
I send all my problems to church. Because I hate God. And myself.
Has Knud finally tasted victory? Or is Sigfred also a bastard? Does Knud have a shot at the throne? Will he ever get any more land? Tune in next time as we hear Knud say, "I save my sons through emasculation," and the adventures of Knud Knýtling continue!