WE’RE BACK AND YOUNGER THAN EVER! Yes, as you may remember, beloved sister Wifongus passed away unexpectedly at the ripe old age of 13, and now we are the equally lovely Chocky. Now I know no-one voted for her, and she’s got the kind of face you’d never want to see on a coin, but so help me Fungist God, I will make her the Queen of Wales, even if it kills me. We’ve learned an awful lot so far (mainly that the enormous stress of leading a war in Scandinavia can give a child a heart attack), but there’s still a long road to go before we can finally seize the Cymru Crown!
Thank you for joining me and Sullivan again for another feudal fun-time. In this thrilling installment we learn about height restrictions for entering castles, we do a deep dive on the incestuous genealogy of a fictitious clan as we explore the McChungus family (bonsai) tree, and we make brand new frenemies at home and abroad!
And there’s even more yet to come! This is only the beginning! Well, it’s technically the middle, but you know what I mean. Do not lose faith, hold true to your hearts, and keep your loved ones uncomfortably close. Chocky may have some growing up to do before she can marry her very ill brother, but rest assured that the Kingdom of Wales is definitely within our reach if we stretch on our little tippy-tip-toes!
So thank you, once again, dear patrons, for continuing to support us. This sort of mad content would not be possible without your help. I really appreciate you being a part of our very exclusive family.
I hope you enjoy the journey, no matter how many English Kings call us horrible names.
Now onwards: to victory!
Much love,
Dom