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The return of the fallen king

In a usurped kingdom , amid a war-torn and blood-soaked Italy, Conradin's battleground is set. To reclaim his birthright the crown of Sicily, he must tread a path paved with blood, learning that he must do whatever it takes to ascend the throne. --------------- In the year 1266, the tale of Conradin, the last scion of an ancient imperial dynasty, unfolds. His once-great kingdom, Sicily, has been ruthlessly usurped first by his own uncle and now rests in the hands of the cunning French Count Charles. Through a treacherous plot involving the Pope, Charles managed to oust the Hohenstaufen from the Kingdom of Sicily and crowned himself as its king. In the East, powers such as the Despotate of Epirus are keenly observing the instability in Sicily, poised to seize any advantage that may arise from the chaos. Meanwhile, the small Italian communes are caught in the political crossfire, aligning themselves with one side of the conflict or the other based on the prevailing political party in power and their vested interests. These shifting allegiances turn the Italian peninsula into a powder keg, where all-out war seems inevitable. As the shadows of history close in around Conradin, the world watches with bated breath. Will he emerge triumphant, his name forever etched in the annals of Sicilian glory as the rightful king who defied insurmountable odds, toppling both the Pope and the usurper? Or will he, in his valiant struggle, become a tragic figure, a symbol of lost opportunities and shattered dreams? The future of Sicily hangs in the balance, and Conradin's destiny remains uncertain, poised on the precipice of history.

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Night before battle

'What is he thinking?' thought Duke Galvano as he rode behind the king , the young king 's curly blonde hair fluttering into the wind and revealing a sense of carefreeness and excitement. The king had all the beauty coming from both his ancestry and the Norman family of Hauteville; he had blonde hair and blue eyes, along with lightly not-so-white skin. From his German heritage, he took instead the height of a good 1,75 meters, which in itself was not such a big number if not for the fact the king was still growing at 16 years of age. Despite his young age, the king possessed an air of confidence and authority that commanded respect from those around him. His regal presence was further enhanced by his elegant attire, adorned with intricate gold embroidery  that reflected his noble lineage. As he stood there, gazing out into the vast kingdom before him, it was clear that this young king held great potential for a prosperous reign.