Lothar was pleased that Lady Margethe ignored the formalities. He could respect such strength. ”Your invitation honors me, milady. Herr Hochmeister has indeed responded to my missive regarding our last conversation. Yours and his mind are of accord. The Order will defer to your advice to address our relationship with the Hansa at treaty discussions.”
He paused to listen to Margethe’s proposals on military adjustments in the Baltic. Such a sharp mind….Lothar privately hoped that Olav would inherit at least a small measure of his mother’s political acumen. Yet by some of the surprised looks he was giving her, he was not optimistic in that regard. ”Your information is very accurate, milady. We are Crusaders of God, and our front line is right in front of us. We have little need of ships. Denmark, on the other hand, has need of both. I agree that the opportunity is apparent. Steps are already being taken to transfer manpower from our fleet to our army. Any excess stores and vessels can be made available to you under the auspices you propose. I can speak on Herr Hochmeister’s behalf when I say that this arrangement would be acceptable. There is much on land that we can assist Denmark with, likewise the sea for ourselves.” He nodded in compliment of the pleasant beginnings to the discussions.