That's my grandson. My son died of cancer and I married his wife to Byzantium. I didn't think she'd take my grandson with her. My sweet boy is going to be brainwashed with philosophy and culture, oh the travesty!
EDIT: His mother was unfortunately killed by some nasty bandits but the Basileus still wouldn't send him back.
UPDATE: I swayed the Basileus and he granted me a favor in return. I certainly wasn't about to buy a favor for 2.2K ducats. So now I have guardianship of my grandson but he's still at court in Constantinople surrounded by frivolous greeks!
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