Brittany, 1168
“Our Lord In Heaven be Praised!” King Orson shouted, raising a glass of wine to his lips and drinking deeply. “Finally, you say King Konrad has agreed?”
“Yes, my Lord, he has,” replied Chancellor Julnar. “The messenger we sent returned today with a copy of the Treaty of Britain, sealed with the Seal of the Billungs and Prussia.”
“It’s about time. That treaty has been nothing but a nightmare.”
“Yes, my Lord. Still, with no less than the territories of five Kings at stake – six, if you count the territory of the new King of Ireland, former Duke Silvester de Lusignan (or, at any rate, the territory his Regent and Mother now controls), you realized yourself that these negotiations would be long.”
“Ahh, yes. Regent of Ireland. Little Marguerite seems to have done quite well for herself out of that marriage. From King’s daughter to King’s Regent is quite the promotion.”
“Yes. Your Majesty was most wise to marry her to Duke Guy.”
“If you say so. I am not convinced she could not have served ably at court, although I agree it has worked out better for her as a result.”
“But I agree, Julnar, that the treaty negotiations were ever going to be long. Who would have thought King Agostino would hold out for Chalons over two measly counties in Wales and Scotland? Counties he could no more hope to hold true Lordship over than to hope for sainthood?”
“My Lord, King Agostino is known as a most pious man.”
“Yes, I agree. But it is also true that it is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the Kingdom of Heaven, is it not?”
“My Lord knows his scripture well.”
“Yes. Well, suffice it to say that if King Agostino does not embark on a massive charitable campaign, and divorce himself from his Italian lands, then he has no more hope of heaven than Satan himself. That, or he has found a most novel means of passing camels through needles.”
“At least the Kings of France and Norway were easy to deal with.”
“Yes, King Henri and King Olaf were quite reasonable. Well, Brittany and France have always gotten along well. And King Olaf is, if nothing else, easy to deal with when he sees that Norway can gain as a result.”
“And I must admit, Julnar, that King Konrad was not difficult to deal with. He simply had the most interest in Britain, and so had to be dealt with the most.”
“That is true, Your Majesty. After all, Prussia did end up holding some seventeen counties in Britain, second only to Ireland…although Ireland is holding the much poorer land in Scotland.”
“Yes, well, Julnar, that does make sense…the Irish wouldn’t even know what to do with good land if they had any, so why give it to them? They can marry sheep in the highlands of Scotland as well as in the mists of Ireland.”
“Still, the thing is done. And that will have to be enough for now.”
“Our Lord In Heaven be Praised!” King Orson shouted, raising a glass of wine to his lips and drinking deeply. “Finally, you say King Konrad has agreed?”
“Yes, my Lord, he has,” replied Chancellor Julnar. “The messenger we sent returned today with a copy of the Treaty of Britain, sealed with the Seal of the Billungs and Prussia.”
“It’s about time. That treaty has been nothing but a nightmare.”
“Yes, my Lord. Still, with no less than the territories of five Kings at stake – six, if you count the territory of the new King of Ireland, former Duke Silvester de Lusignan (or, at any rate, the territory his Regent and Mother now controls), you realized yourself that these negotiations would be long.”
“Ahh, yes. Regent of Ireland. Little Marguerite seems to have done quite well for herself out of that marriage. From King’s daughter to King’s Regent is quite the promotion.”
“Yes. Your Majesty was most wise to marry her to Duke Guy.”
“If you say so. I am not convinced she could not have served ably at court, although I agree it has worked out better for her as a result.”
“But I agree, Julnar, that the treaty negotiations were ever going to be long. Who would have thought King Agostino would hold out for Chalons over two measly counties in Wales and Scotland? Counties he could no more hope to hold true Lordship over than to hope for sainthood?”
“My Lord, King Agostino is known as a most pious man.”
“Yes, I agree. But it is also true that it is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the Kingdom of Heaven, is it not?”
“My Lord knows his scripture well.”
“Yes. Well, suffice it to say that if King Agostino does not embark on a massive charitable campaign, and divorce himself from his Italian lands, then he has no more hope of heaven than Satan himself. That, or he has found a most novel means of passing camels through needles.”
“At least the Kings of France and Norway were easy to deal with.”
“Yes, King Henri and King Olaf were quite reasonable. Well, Brittany and France have always gotten along well. And King Olaf is, if nothing else, easy to deal with when he sees that Norway can gain as a result.”
“And I must admit, Julnar, that King Konrad was not difficult to deal with. He simply had the most interest in Britain, and so had to be dealt with the most.”
“That is true, Your Majesty. After all, Prussia did end up holding some seventeen counties in Britain, second only to Ireland…although Ireland is holding the much poorer land in Scotland.”
“Yes, well, Julnar, that does make sense…the Irish wouldn’t even know what to do with good land if they had any, so why give it to them? They can marry sheep in the highlands of Scotland as well as in the mists of Ireland.”
“Still, the thing is done. And that will have to be enough for now.”