My life has been one served with great pleasure. I have just slayed a dragon that had been awaken when a slave stole a treasure of the dragons. Fury grew in the dragon and caused him to start searching for this thief. I have realized exactly what kind of warriors I have. As soon as I got wounded, my warriors fled. Only the most faithful of them stayed, Wiglaf. We fought hard and long to kill this dragon, but in the end good did not prevail.
I have just learned that my time with Wiglaf, trying to kill this dragon, was not a waste. The dragon has died, but unfortunately, it seems, I am not as lucky as I thought I was for killing this creature. I am trying to be cured by my people, but have just been informed that I have less time than I thought.
I know my time in my land will soon be no more, so I have a few wishes for my kingdom. After my death, I wish to be cremated and buried in Geatland. I also wanted to be buried with the dragon's treasure, so they cannot be distributed to the people of my kingdom.
Please God, protect my people from any terror that could come in my absence. I will return and when I do, everyone will know!
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