Leopold rises slowly and begins to speak slow as well, his voice tainted with graveness.
It is indeed grave news that we recieve from the Levant these days. Duke Dietrich von Saxony, my trusted ally and friend dead? I mourn with his wife and children, I mourn with the House of Franconia and I mourn with the Reich over the death of one of our greatest Dukes!
He was such a noble man that he set out on this perilous endeavour, knowing that he will most likely never see the end of it. He has accomplished much through his presence though. His victory near Nicea and his assistance in the battle near Adana speak volumes for his military capabilities. But I am sure that also beside the battlefied he has been a helpful friend, who lends his courage and wisdom to those surrounding him.
It is with great sorrow that I have recieved the news of his death this day. I will not comment upon the Chancellor's midterm report or attend this Diet until after an appropriate time of mourning has passed.
Slowly Leopold leaves the Austrian benches and walks to the doors of the Diet nearing apathy.
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