*Fritz von Kastilien enters the chamber in fully black clothing. This serves to heighten the effect of the many scars on his face. He waits patiently and then stands at the Franconian bench*
Noble electors, my time of trial is at an end. I wish to apologise to the Prinz for causing a disturbance in this assembly, and hope to gain the forgiveness of this body.
*Fritz inclines his head momentarily, then slaps his gloves down on the table*
And now, to business.
First, I applaud the Emperor for the aggressive stance he is taking. The edicts he has proposed will demonstrate to the world that no one, from the east to the western ocean, can stand against us.
However... *Fritz pauses*
This assembly has been made a mockery by Theodora. When I was banned, I assumed it was only Siegfried who had fallen into the trap of the Byzantines. At the time, there were those who spoke out in my defence.
Perhaps there are still those who harbour worries about the purple beast on our Eastern border, but simply do not express them? Is a single ban tying the tongue of the Diet?
*Fritz begins pacing fast, waving his arms about*
Or are we all a group of cowards who will bend our will to the Byzantines, no matter the cost? We are driven like dumb asses, my friends! Dumb asses with eyes on the ground, walking around and around the same millpole.
*Fritz stops and points his finger at each elector*
And that millpole is Byzantium.
I urge all heroes of the Reich to give voice, and let us send the Byzantine gifts in Edict 13.3 and 13.4 back where they belong! In Byzantium!
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