Dear Reader,

I’m sure you’ve heard about me, because everyone did! I’m King Matthias! And I belive that you think that you know everything about me. Hah, you just think that. For example, do you know that I was the king of not only Hungary, but that of Croatia as well? Or that, poor me, I died when I was only 47 seven years old? I don’t belive that you knew all these things! The ’Tales of King Matthias’ don’t mention these things. But, of course, everyone knows that I was the last king of Hungary who could stand up to the Turks, and that there were times when I travelled my country in disguise, righting wrongs. Batman got idea from me! Pfff...

If you didn’t know, I was born in 1443, and could have calculated, because you are smart enough, that I died in 1490. My dad was János Hunyadi, my mom was Erzsébet Szilágyi, my smart (but pretty ugly) wives were Katalin Edelpeck and Beatrix from Aragonia. And, of course, I had a mistress ( you did not know that, right?): Edelpeck Borbala. From Katalin I had one child, but his life was really short, so the Wikipedia calls him only ’N’. I had one more child, Janos. About Janos you haven’t heard because of other reasons: he wasn’t Katalin’s or Beatrix’s child. BUT we should talk about something else, all right? Hehehe...

I wasn’t only the king of Hungary and Croatia, but also of Bohemia, and I was the Austrian grand duke, so I had a successful life. But my current situation isn’t that enjoyable: all day long I sit on my lovely horse, which isn’t bad, though my thighs hurt really bad, and the sun has been burning my poor head for the last 120 years, and it really hurts. And I know that people think my small laurel wreath protects me from the burning sun, but it doesn’t. Can I have a hat during the summer, please? Or a scarf when it’s winter, so I wouldn’t have to spend the whole cold season with a sore throat? Do I have to suffer? With this little text I just wanted to send a message to you: S.O.S.! Please, someone, save me! S.O.S., S.O.S., S.O.S.!!!!!!!!!!!!