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So, without further ado, onto today's drabble...
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING WORK OF FICTION MAY CONTAIN ADULT THEMES AND LANGUAGE.
No one had ever successfully invaded Steglund, but Karl's father had ordered him to try, so he had no choice. The rumours about what happened to armies that penetrated Steglund's borders were downright nasty.
However, they marched straight into the flower fields without so much as seeing a peasant with a rock.
The first sign something was not right was when two of his men threw down their pikes, shucked off their armour and began to kiss. Before he could do anything, however, Karl caught an exotic scent and he smiled. He'd never realised how attractive his archers were before.
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