War brewing

15th July 1574

"MEDIC!"

Seeing the state of the man, Kristina didn't even bother trying to ask him any questions, instantly gesturing at her men. In a flash, several servants came up with a makeshift stretcher before placing the deadly exhausted man on them and carrying him closer to their lady.

"My lady, your father is requesting royal reinforcements. Only the combined power of the entire country…"

"Do not speak. Rest now, and you will tell us everything later. Oh, do you have any letters on you?"

While I didn't want to take this man's words on the face value, either someone was playing a game of shadows with me, or my actions really brought upon the so-called butterfly effect. After all, in my original timeline, with how Russian's wanted to place their own ruler on the Commonwealth throne, they didn't dare to spark any flames of war before the king was finally decided!

"Yes… In my horse…"