I now have a purpose, intimated to me by God in a dream this afternoon.
Wessex extends from Winchester to the borders of Kerno, and I and my kin shall rule it forever more.
There are no obstacles in my way now that the intermediary Icinii tribes have been routed by the Roman legions, and it should not take more than about 50 years to rebuild the wall that Hadrian built against the Northern savages, who will - in turn - be granted a recount by the Gallic war-councils who we have already made peace with.
Now get this straight, ye unbelievers - THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A 'GREAT BRITAIN', NOT EVEN A 'GREAT' AMERICA, NO MATTER WHAT THAT ARSEHOLE TRUMP SAYS!
'GREAT', AS IN 'GREAT BRITAIN', REFERS TO A LITTLE GROUP OF ISLANDS 30 MILES TO THE NORTH OF GAUL! IT SHOULD BE, MORE CORRECTLY, REFERRED TO AS 'GREATER BRITAIN'! THERE IS NOTHING INTRINSICALLY 'GREAT' ABOUT OUR LITTLE SHIT-HOLE OF AN ISLAND, NOW THAT WE ARE NO LONGER A MILITARY AND NAVAL EMPIRE!
QUEEN FUCKING VICTORIA HAS BEEN DEAD FOR SOME TIME NOW, AND THE HUNDRED-YEARS WAR AGAINST THE FRENCH HAS BEEN OVER FOR EVEN LONGER.
Sorry to shout.
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