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"Well, we are all peers here, are we not? Unless you mean only barons without other titles can make nominations?" Lothar cocks a twisted grin. He can't imagine Viscount Alecsander intends to exclude himself. "Of course, that would make some sense, since the people we choose can't hold higher...

He looked at the numbers. He kept looking at them. He kept looking at them a long time. Good Goddess. “That’s with the road work paid for?†“Yes.†“And without a kickback from the glass guild?†“Yes.†He shook his head. “Told you it would work.†He...

By order of His Excellency, Lothar von Hügeleute, Baron of Pfalzengrim: The barony is offering a mining concession for decorative stone recently found on its lands. Interested parties should apply to Her Excellency at Schloss Pfalzengrim.

Sir Matthias von Flügekeiler leads the barony's cavalry, including the newly formed unit, north to Bergeheim. He was not sure if he should hope the fighting was still going on when they got there or not. Well, they got paid either way. And the new unit would get practice riding together. He...

Anna felt better now. The Regency Council was pleased Odosvalt was finally married. It gave them the excuse to move to disinherit him. She hoped the new Baroness of Riverwatch won't be too disappointed with her new husband. The message to send the cavalry to Bergeheim was sent. They would be...

"As his Excellency Mikyl asked earlier." Lothar speaks in agreement, for a change, not sarcasm. "Though it raises a related question: how much of our power comes from the power of the Emperor?" Lothar begins to pace again, then thinks better of it and holds his place. "I mean, if we are...

Anna needed to escape from the Council for a while. Though maybe she should have kicked Lothar out instead, before he was challenged to a duel. She needed a drink, and some quiet. A ballroom full of music, dancing and talking was perfect. It all canceled out. She was still trying to decide...

Baron Lothar rises: "If this council is made permanent, and if it has the power to do anything other than talk. "I think that is your answer: the higher nobles are waiting, to see if it matters whether they have seats on this Council." Lothar starts pacing with his hands clenched behind...

You know, I think I might understand that one.

Lothar does not fail to notice Her Ladyship's disapproval. "Baron Lothar von Hügeleute at your service, my Lady. My wife, Baroness Anna von Felder." Is that relief, knowing I'm not chasing her skirt and her lands? Or disappointment? Maybe a touch of happiness, that a baron a decade older...

"I will second that one if you like, so we can get on with it. There are a lot of other things we need to talk about." Anna gives Lothar a dirty look. Which is the only kind she has given him since she got here. He ignores it. He looks around the room. "Anyone opposed to having a leader?"...

By order of His Excellency, Lothar von Hügeleute, Baron of Pfalzengrim: Desiring to increase his men-at-arms, the Baron offers good wages and opportunity for glory to soldiers seeking employ. Those interested must be able to provide their own horse. Bonuses will be paid to those already...

Anna glares at Manfred in exasperation. "And what does he think we are going to eat all winter?" Manfred gestures at the letter. He knew her tempers well. He knew his job well, too. "We have enough. He is the Baron. What else is there to say?" I'm sure I can think of plenty. "All right...

I'm pretty sure that was the complete heredity of everyone in the Empire. At least twice, and in different order both times. But I got what I needed. Now for the hard part. The baron raises a hand to his ear, to see if it's still attached. Or maybe the easy part. I hope she is desperate...

"Now that's what I call timing." Inside voice, fool! Inside voice. Maybe no one noticed. Or maybe they are all thinking the same thing.