A madness that ought not to have been allowed to be. Years of scheming, corruption, and unpredictability.
Even the crowd was curious. For the Colonels who had done so well before, they had not even approached the feat of slaying a General. Certainly, they thought, this treasure must have been something of the rarest sorts. Something at least equivalent to that land that the Colonels had been given, for the feat itself was far greater. It wouldn't make sense for it to be anything but that. Not unless the world was entirely backwards from what he supposed.
"In the form of…." The High King finally continued. "A collection of tomes… Written by the First King, concerning the likes of swordsmanship, philosophy, strategy, and alchemy. A truly immense worth of information, and for a young man that was so recently a student, a fitting gift. Come and receive your reward… Oliver Patrick."