Crusader Kings 2 - The Road of Queens
Chapter Six Hundred-Forty-One : A Plot, A Hunt, And A Fear!
France Is Saved! Kindof...
We open this chapter in the ides of September, of the year 909 AD, with Basileus receiving some very bad news. It seems Bodhideva of the House Kamarupanagarid was plotting to kill the Emperor's oldest daughter, and Heir to the Empire, Exarchessa Eupraxia of Bengal. Just because they were rivals!
"She plans to kill one of the most powerful women in the Realm because they are rivals?" stated the Basileus with a frown. "Not for land? Or power? Or money? Well, tell her to stop."
Then it was noticed that another position for Imperial Commander was empty. The Emperor, for a moment, pondered what kept happening to his Commanders but dismissed the thought. The list of available warriors showed Sabas, Mayor of Qonggyai, at the top. So, of course, he was recruited into the military.
Near the end of September the Basileus found himself growing bored. So he announced a Tiger Hunt!
As the riders went off with the invites he went off to his private quarters to decide on which color his boots and cloaks would be.
But an idea wormed its way into the dark corners of his mind. He was getting old. Each morning was a chance he would not exit the lands of dreams back into reality. Each day a chance his advanced age would catch up with him and bring him down.
Maybe it was because the face that stared back at him in the mirror was old. Maybe it was the knowledge that, in the past, men had died during the Tiger Hunts. Or maybe it was the suddenly enlightenment that he was spending hours picking out purple plum boots and purple eggplant cloaks out of his closets.
"What am I doing with my short life?" he whispered to the image in the mirror. "I only have so much time left. Even if I live longer then my family normally does it would not be enough to do all the things I wished!"
"Long life you want, yes," seemed to say the reflection. "Look for it you must."
"I'll try," he replied. "Yes, long life. I want it. I need it. I will try to find it!"
"Do, or do not," responded the voice from the mirror. "There is no try."
"Shut up."
And therefore the Council, at least those members within the Capital, were summoned to a secret meeting. But they were all busy and were having a hard time selecting a date they could all get together on.
In early October, as he waited for the Council Members in the County-Capital to come to the Palace, news came from Europe. It seems the Aztec Great Holy War for West Francia had failed.
The reason for that failure was simple to see with a glance at the Wall Map. Duke Dedo "The Conqueror" of Brittany had won HIS war with West Francia and seemed to have claimed most of the lands for himself.
With most of West Francia no longer West Francia the Aztec no longer had a valid war claim and the Great Holy War had ended. The Emperor found SOME humor in the report.
That very day the Hunting Party leave the Palace. Huge elephants carried the Emperor and those important members of the Imperial Court, as horses and porters carried the food, tents, and other equipment.
It didn't take too much time before the Hunters guided the group to the selected hunting spot and a camping spot had been picked. Soon tents were pitched up, cooking fires started, and Guards posted to protect the camp. It seemed the Council Members would have to come out to the Hunting Camp to have their meeting with the Emperor.
So this chapter ended with the Emperor trying to decide WHAT to say to his Council while preparing for the Tiger Hunt. How to explain what he wanted them to do when he didn't even know WHAT they could do to help him fight off approaching death?