PROLOUGE:
Olav was sitting in a Copanhagen bar. "Why, hello there." someone said. "Uh-oh."
It was a man from his past. General Gustav Erikson. A Swedish man he had made fun of.
Well, we are at war with Sweden.Ha, ha, ha.Just kidding."Gustav said. "Hello, Gustav
Erikson." Olav said coldly. The King, Rey de Denmark, Norway, the Wends, the Goths,
Schleswig, Holstein, and Oldenburg.I wish it was 2008.Much shorter title." "Long title" "Oh, there is a few minor dukedoms I did not include.Come on." The walk to the palace took about an hour from the suburb
they were in. "What do you want?" the chief guard said. "We have come to see the
king." Olav said. "Come in. Sixtieth chamber on the right." So they walked in until they
got to the sixtieth chamber. "King!" the chief guard boomed. "Come in." the King said.
The King was in his full regalia. "You appear very rich." Olav observed.
"I am, idiot." the King said angrily. "I want to leave." Olav said. "You are not going to."
Olav turned and tried to run.
Want to now what happens next...tune in for the next few months.
new chapters will be longer.
Hope you enjoyed.