The court clergy of Breisburg had to hurry over to Radensdorf. In the old days, the Church would have unilaterally set the place and schedule. It was proof that the Church's authority was wavering.
I'd been granted the privilege, if you could call it that, of skipping the ceremonies and the triumphal celebration, but right now, reporting this newly discovered conspiracy to the grand duke mattered more than any of that.
Fortunately, I wasn't turned away at the door.
After Louis died, the grand duke had barred all audiences for a time.
Even if Louis had joined hands with Duke Altringen and raised a rebellion, he was still a wound on the grand duke's heart. The grand duke I saw at the funeral hadn't let it show, but he was undoubtedly grieving.
Hearing my report, the grand duke looked dumbfounded.
"There's never a quiet day around you, Baron."
"It seems to be the fate the Lord has assigned me."
That's just my lot in life, I suppose.
