Monday, 22 November 2010

June 20th, 858

I am still Queen of Wessex, but with a different King: Aethelbald. He's Aethelwulf's son and he's a creep too. The priest didn't agree to the wedding and yesterday a letter from Papa arrived: he's very angry and I have to go to a nunnery!


  1. Get thee to a nunnery, wench! Oh, no! And after she had resigned herself to reigning with the Aethel guys, too. Tsk.
    -- K

    Kay, Alberta, Canada
    An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

  2. She has to go to a nunnery. I wonder how she will like that?


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