CHAPTER ELEVEN - LETS BE HABSBURGS
King's Royal Palace, New Rascia - 1st October 1447
- Good morning, my lor.. oh God!
-- What?
- Why are you wearing that on your head?
-- Why not? It's a really nice hat.
- Sir, that's not hat.
-- Nonsense! I bought it today in one of our stores in town.
- Sir, that's underwear.
-- Underwear?
- Yes, underwear.
-- Well.. It's comfortable. I like it.
- With all due respect your majesty, you look ridicilous.
-- Did you dared to call me.. ridicilous?!
- With all due respect.
-- Oh, then it's fine. Look chancellor, I like it, I'll wear it.
- Just please don't wear it in public, my lord.
-- Why not? I was in the theater last night, wearing this hat. Everyone complimented me!
- Sir.. just.. khm. I will ignore it. Your majesty, we have some stuff to do now. Can you put your.. hat off?
-- Ah, alright chancellor. What stuff?
- Now it's better. You see, remember our neighboor, Bosnia?
-- Ofcourse! Our beloved, peaceful neighboors!
- They have weak throne. We can send our spies to claim it.
-- As a true friends of Bosnia, we definetely should do that.
-- Off to war!
- Croatia saw an opportunity to take piece of Bosnia while we are at war with them.
-- Too late! Our armies are already occupying all Bosnian cities!
Sarajevo, capital of Bosnia - 30th August 1449
-- My lord, all Bosnian cities surrendered. Our army caught their ruler, he abdicated immediately, and fled to Hungary.
- Those lands are ment to be ruled by me, Reportović. God has spoken!
King's Royal Palace, New Rascia - 4th November 1454
-- Come in Reportović, come in. Sit. Any news?
- Just few, my lord. Nothing interesting is happening in the world..
-- Well, those few news?
- You see, some time ago, the Kingdom of Two Sicilies has been formed. To make long story short, they are now at war with Aragon, Castille and Hungary, and they don't have legitimate heir. And we have Royal Marriage with them. And they have no allies.
-- And what is there for me?
- You can claim their throne.
-- Really?
- Really.
-- Just like that?
- Just like that, your majesty.
-- Well, claim it then!
- Yes, my lord. But, we can't attack from the sea, since our fleet is too small - we need Military Access trough The Papal States.
-- Ask the Pope.
- Sir, you want that our Orthodox country asks the Head of Catholic World to enter their territory so we can invade other Catholic country?
-- Yap. Say to the Pope we'll give him the province of Abruzzi.
Papal-Sicilian border, 16th July 1455
- As you can see, my lord, Pope said yes.
-- Told ya.
-- Did our armies finally gathered?
- Yes. 20,000 soldiers from the Homeland, and another 10,000 from Sardinia.
-- What our spies say about their army?
- They have no army. Spainards destroyed their army, completely.
-- Never thought Spainards will help Serbia in any way.
- Miracles happen, my lord. Will we march?
-- Damn we will! Onward!
Somewhere on Sicilian beach - 27th March 1457
-- Ah, Reportović! Come! Isn't it beautiful?
- Yes it is, my lord.
-- Soon, all of it will be mine. Soon.
- I'm sure it will, my lord.
-- How sure are you?
- One hundred percent. I can prove it.
-- Then prove it.
- Our armies are now in full control of both Sicilies. We are sieging every Sicilian town.
-- Very well. Any other news? How's the weather in the Homeland?
- Bright and shining, sir.
-- Glad to hear that. We will soon be home.
- Well, I'm not so sure, my lord.
-- Why? You think this war will last longer than others?
- No, my lord. I'm afraid we won't have home any more.
-- What are you talking about? Was there an earthquake? Fire?
- No, sir.
-- Then what?
- Would you please sit down, sir?
-- I like when you care about me. You always know when my legs hurt.
- Yes.. umm.
-- Well, say it. I am sure we can fix it.
- You see, my lord.. How can I put this.. uhm..
-- Come on, say it!
- Well.. take a look at this.
-- Ahahaha, good one, good one, Reportović! I didn't knew you were so humorous!
- Sir.. that's not a joke. It's real. It's formal declaration of war.
-- Ahahah, you won't fool me! You even copied seal! It looks so real.
- Because it is real. 100,000 Turks crossed Serbo-Turkish border this morning.
-- W-w-w-hat? You.. you.. are you s..ure?
- I'm afraid I am, your majesty.
-- Well.. Russians will help us. They will kick their ass!
- Sure.. they'll be in Serbia for.. 3 years maybe.
-- I thought they were closer! What now?
- I don't know. But, I have some good news too. The city of Napuli fell today. We can aquire the throne of Two Sicilies.
-- Good. After all, we need a new home.. why not Italy, right?
- Indeed, sir. Indeed.