Turn 1: 1258

King Lewllyn stood outside his tent, as it wavered around in the gentle winds. He has took his massive force and seiged the neighbouring English settlement. King Lewllyn had doubts, the Welsh are only one-tenth of the kingdom of England. But risks must be taken. His men were ready, the catapults were ready his knights were ready. He truly did not want this, but the welsh must secure their border. Lewllyn truly hoped that the English will meet his demands. All he wanted was Cardiff to secure his border and he would lay off this seige.

A soldier sprinted towards King Lewllyn. out of breathe he spoke, "King Lewllyn, my majesty, the diplomatic agreements have been met, the English agreed to our demands. Once the snow fades a diplomat will arrive at our gates and give us Cardiff as long as we have a ceasefire and lay off this seige, they even added an addition of trade aggrements.

King Lewllyn had a bright smile on his face, he stood upon this highest point in the camp, and his knights quickly struck a loud bell. soldiers came out of their tents to see what the announcements was

"My brave soldiers, you were ready to give your lives, you were ready to sacrafice anything for me, but today will not be the day it will happen. The English has met our demands and we will have a ceasefire the moment we receive Cardiff. The soldiers grabbed their swords and swung them in the air cheering.

King Lewllyn was glad that blood indeed has not been spilt.