I will happily be a Transcendent Elf living in a quite little trading village on a path between one of the greater undead cities and another.
And you better believe it’s going to say a quiet little place. All those Lordships are going to see me minding my business and decide that they’d rather I not become involved in politics; in fact, they’d give quite a lot to see that I don’t.
Not to say that Absolute Command wouldn’t eventually win; but it would be a hard fought war spanning multiple eons, and only really amount to them gaining a hundred or so acres of land. So... the Kingdom was lost, all for want of a nail?