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Road to the Crown

Political marriage, war taxes, subsidies, a tribute... All those terms sound nice when one juggles them from behind the screen of his trusty computer! Junk food? Check. Sugary drinks that will cause me diabetes? Check. Two weeks of leave from the work? Check. A fresh copy of the newly released game finishing downloading as I'm going back from the grocery store? Check. Oops! My emotions got better to me, and I tripped on the stairs. I'm so silly! Then... Why the hell am I kneeling in a throne room, watching the marriage and coronation ceremony of the King, dressed in the noble robes with the game itself only flashing in the corner of my eyes? Discord link: https://discord.gg/pJTVGZZ

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24th October 1574

"How bad is the situation?"

Contrary to my expectations, the envoy turned out to be not only a young man in his forte, but from how fluently he was speaking the local language, I could tell that he had to be born in Commonwealth, but due to some life choices of his or the local warlords, he ended up becoming muscovite.

After all, in the current times, there wasn't such thing as nationalities. The lowborn would consider themselves the be locals, born in the city of A they would call themselves Aers. Outside of that, merchants never would bother with such stupid ideas like nationality, when their job itself required them to know as many languages as they could while keeping contacts in as many places as they were capable of.