14th September 1574
"This is bullshit!"
Sitting down in a special chamber that the senate prepared for us, I could see the other candidates finally speaking up.
"Why should we risk getting the crown if, in the end, it would ultimately bury our families? How are we expected to get the support from the rest of our household for that?!"
Looking to my side, I could see one of the youngest participants in the royal election. His face all in red, his fist clinging down on the edge of the table… Rather than answering his dumb question, I simply reached for the cup with my own beer that already became the luxury drink of the capital before taking a small sip of it.
"On the other hand, who could've thought that we would get the chance to become the king? Anyway, it's nice to meet you guys. I'm Jan Ossolin, of the Axe crest. It's a pleasure to finally meet you, sir Mike. My father told me a lot about your exploits already!"
Once again, I have to apologise. For the sake of the story (several reasons) I will have to change a bit of the historical background. While Lew's exploits and everything said in the chapter about him are true, in fact, at this moment of the story he would be barely 17, with most of his achievement only appearing later. Due to his father premature death and convenience sake, I decided to make him 5 years older that he was in reality, turning him to be 22 years old, also meaning that he took care of his land and household politics for 6 years already.
Once again, I'm sorry. When I set up his reveal, I had someone completely else in mind, but I accidentally confused two historical pages, reading about one person and adding his deeds to someone entirely else, forcing me to manoeuvre my way out of this in this, cheaty way.