September 1080
September 1080
Phillipe took a generous chug of wine, he was certainly in the mood for merriment this night, here in his private chambers, with his siblings. The wine, and roaring fire gave him a warm feeling that made him even more friendly than usual. His brother picked up him own goblet and proclaimed,”I propose a toast, to our sister, the future Duchess of Aquitaine.”
As their three goblets clanked together Phillipe marveled at the circumstances that led to the betrothal,”Of course mother accompanied me to Bordeaux to find a proper suitor for Adele, she is now slated to wed the heir to the wealthiest and largest duchies in the realm.” Of course, Phillipe was pleased by the political ramifications as well, for by marrying the king’s half-sister, Guilhem de Poitou’s loyalty was secured. He looked over to Adele, who had also only taken a small sip of wine and teased her,”I hear your betrothed is a handsome boy, is he not?”
The girl blushed a little,”Yes he I suppose you could say that Phillipe.”
Prince Hugues interjected,”Good, I hope that you will be happy in your role there;”
Adele nodded,”I think I will be, of course I will be sad to be leaving Picardie but I’m sure I’ll be able to still see mother and everyone else.”
Phillipe gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder,”Of course you will, and when it comes time for Emma to leave for Castile it gives me comfort that you will be able to easily visit with one another.”
“Hopefully the realm will be more peaceful by then as well.”
The king nodded at this,”I would hope so, the Waldensians are determined but we have crushed them time and time again, and we beat back the Infidel from Leon as well.”
Soon enough the siblings refilled their goblets, and performed another toast, with Prince Hugues exclaiming,”To peace in the realm!”
Almost as soon as they took their first sips, there was a desperate series of knocks on the door, and though Phillipe felt like cursing he kept a pleasant look on his face,”Come in, if you are interrupting us at this hour it must be something important.”
It indeed seemed to be important, for the courier's clothes and blonde hair were disheveled, and as he stumbled into the room he cave a hasty bow,”My apologies your majesty, but I have grave news: the Waldensians have risen again in Macon!”
Phillipe took a generous chug of wine, he was certainly in the mood for merriment this night, here in his private chambers, with his siblings. The wine, and roaring fire gave him a warm feeling that made him even more friendly than usual. His brother picked up him own goblet and proclaimed,”I propose a toast, to our sister, the future Duchess of Aquitaine.”
As their three goblets clanked together Phillipe marveled at the circumstances that led to the betrothal,”Of course mother accompanied me to Bordeaux to find a proper suitor for Adele, she is now slated to wed the heir to the wealthiest and largest duchies in the realm.” Of course, Phillipe was pleased by the political ramifications as well, for by marrying the king’s half-sister, Guilhem de Poitou’s loyalty was secured. He looked over to Adele, who had also only taken a small sip of wine and teased her,”I hear your betrothed is a handsome boy, is he not?”
The girl blushed a little,”Yes he I suppose you could say that Phillipe.”
Prince Hugues interjected,”Good, I hope that you will be happy in your role there;”
Adele nodded,”I think I will be, of course I will be sad to be leaving Picardie but I’m sure I’ll be able to still see mother and everyone else.”
Phillipe gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder,”Of course you will, and when it comes time for Emma to leave for Castile it gives me comfort that you will be able to easily visit with one another.”
“Hopefully the realm will be more peaceful by then as well.”
The king nodded at this,”I would hope so, the Waldensians are determined but we have crushed them time and time again, and we beat back the Infidel from Leon as well.”
Soon enough the siblings refilled their goblets, and performed another toast, with Prince Hugues exclaiming,”To peace in the realm!”
Almost as soon as they took their first sips, there was a desperate series of knocks on the door, and though Phillipe felt like cursing he kept a pleasant look on his face,”Come in, if you are interrupting us at this hour it must be something important.”
It indeed seemed to be important, for the courier's clothes and blonde hair were disheveled, and as he stumbled into the room he cave a hasty bow,”My apologies your majesty, but I have grave news: the Waldensians have risen again in Macon!”
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