The Metrosexual Adventures of Duke 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.)
1141 - 1142
I'm Knud Knýtling, the 2nd Duke of Skåne. Valdemar was my great-uncle.
My turn-ons include getting my hair done and giving away my money to poor people.
My turn-offs include war, bald men, and it being illegal to kill my wife.
I give Viken to Bo so Öystein can't inherit. Bo knows elective law.
The pagans in Cuman are really strong. The king of Hungary owns part of Sweden.
And I own all kinds of neat places.
The king asks for my soldiers, but I am not sure why or where he's going.
Naturally, I accept.
Our great-grandparents were brothers. That makes us practically cousins!
Land for me? Oh, I already have a lot of that. You can keep it.
Did anybody else hear that rattling sound in uncle Valdemar's mausoleum?
My uncle's will ordered me to divest the Orkneys of all of their lands.
He said no. I'm having a pout now. Knud's pouting. And. . . I'm spent.
Do you see this guy's eyebrows? Ick. I'm taking his lands away for sure.
My chancellor tells me that the papal states moved to Salisbury. In England, of all places. Gross.
Why couldn't he pick somewhere pretty and historical, like Rome?
I swear, a bunch of brown people with scimitars show up and everybody has to make a big crusade out of it.
Mmmm. I'll be his papal controller
any time.
Giorgio? More like giorgious!
His land says no, but his heart says yes.
And so a Knud returns to the throne of Skåne! But can the realm tolerate a kindly incompetent as ruler? What will happen with Knud tries to kill his wife? Knives fly and assassins stalk the corridors of power. Who will die? Stay tuned for more adventures of Knud Knýtling!