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By the laws of nature, it shouldn't be alive. For the sake of mankind, it shouldn't be resurrected from the ocean floor. For the love of God, it shouldn't be worshipped.

You probably won’t like my story. Heck, I’m not sure if I even like it myself. It’s 1154 AD, and my sister Jules and I are trapped in medieval France. Even worse, I’m about to be crowned king. It can’t be all bad, because I’ve met someone, my lady in red, and this part of my story is all about her. My name is Guillaume, but you can call me Gill, and despite what you hear, this story might be my sister’s fault.

You probably won’t like my story. Heck, I’m not sure if I...oh, nevermind. It’s AD 1155, and my sister Jules and I are trapped in medieval France. My name is Guillaume Lanval, and I’ve just lost the love of my life. I had to send Marie away; I had to save her life. But now she’s gone, and I’m a wreck. I’ve made a terrible mistake. Today is the day we travel to London for the coronation. We’re about to meet a man on the road who will change our lives forever.

You probably won’t like my story. Heck, I’m not sure if I even like it myself. It’s AD 1154, and my sister Jules and I are trapped in medieval France. My name is Guillaume Lanval, but most people me Gill (and also Henry - long story!) and this is my pretty epic tale about how I braved the cliffs of Dover to become king, how I finally got the girl, and experienced some magical shit along the way.

You probably won't like my story. Heck, I'm not sure if I even like it myself. Between getting burned at the stake and being drowned, almost twice, it's quite a lot to swallow. I'm not sure where it all went wrong. Everything was going fine my freshman year of college as a history major. I had a full-time job as a paramedic and any girl I wanted was mine. When tragedy struck our family, I found myself in France with my sister, Jules. And she just had to touch that mirror. She had to get us transported to the middle ages. 1155 A.D., to be exact. What. The. Hell.