BEHOLD!
Castle Bagrat is complete!
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
In other news, Helene finished her edumacation. It looks like she's going to be good at diplomatical talkamizations.
Less than a week later, my eldest son and heir Teimuraz The-Not-Quite-So-Awesome-As-His-Father-Giorgi-Who-Is-Extremely-Awesome Bagratuni comes of age, and I -
WHOA
SWEET JESUS, I MADE A GOOD-LOOKING KID!
Anyway, I immediately have him wed to Helene, before my nephew Nino tries to abduct her again.
Oh, well, this... is definitely
not awesome news. What exactly
is a pettifogger, anyways?!?! It does not sound awesome at all.
Wasn't his marshal skill like 11 two seconds ago? Meh. I would blame myself for raising him, but I sure as hell won't. I am simply too awesome, I did all I could for the boy, my awesomeness just didn't rub off correctly on him. Ah well.
I give him the title of Prince of Abghazia as a wedding gift, and I throw in Kasogs for good measure! Have fun trying to sway those hairy, unwashed barbarians away from Jeff God of Biscuits, son! Now I finally will be able to go to the privy without some messenger barging in on me doing my awesome business with news of another revolt in Kasogs!
So toward the end of 1086 we're pretty much doing awesome. We're raking in craploads of cash, stability's great, the army's growing, and overall, I think it's almost time to throw it all away with another war!