Jackal Among Snakes
Chapter 264
The double doors to the council chamber opened to a grand room that beckoned Argrave in with a deafening silence. There must have been three hundred people in Leopold’s council room. It was certainly a place built to accommodate banquets and councils. The Dandalan patrician stood just beside the door, gesturing for him to enter in the reigning quietude.
Looking around, Argrave felt he was in some sort of Roman senate. Four marble pillars held up the ceiling twenty feet above. There was a great mahogany ring table in the center of the room, split at four sections as if by a cross to allow people to move past. Inside this ring, there was a large round table bearing a parchment map of Vasquer, masterfully painted and tied to the table. If viewed from above, the arrangement probably looked like a target.
“This man is the reason I believe Relize should have a leader at present,” Leopold declared loudly. His voice had a markedly different intonation to it than it had in normal conversation—this was his political tone, Argrave supposed. “Gentlemen of the Grand Council, I introduce to you Argrave… the man who will be king of Vasquer.”
Argrave scanned the room as people stared and talked. The expressions were many—revelatory, shocked, or simply the smugness that came with knowing this was coming. But there was judgement. Judgement was all they had, for now. And Argrave, standing arm-in-arm with Anneliese, stood proud in the black and gold garb of Relize, his fiancée beside him in white and amber like contrast to his own figure.
“Leopold,” Argrave dipped his head slightly, feeling a bit small without the tellerbarret he’d been wearing. A bare head would add dramatic effect later. “Leaders of Relize. I am glad of the opportunity to speak with you here today.”
Leopold nodded at Argrave and then turned back to the council. “By now, you’ve gleaned why I sought to host this council after the unfortunate accident in the Assembly. I will not apologize for what I’ve done, but I must beg forgiveness for concealing my intent. But given what Trumat Yiasten has brought here—or rather, whom—I believe I am wholly justified in doing so.”
The patrician that Leopold called up raised his head up and shifted, obviously uncomfortable at being called out.
“I mean no offense towards the delegates of Atrus. You are welcome here,” Leopold said accommodatingly.
Count Edgar Yiasten, a white-haired older man Argrave recognized, held his hand up. “Thank you, Leopold. But allow me to clarify… Atrus did not send us here to gain Relize’s allegiance to our kingdom. We merely sought… to verify your position. We hope our presence here won’t impede things in your leadership,” he said diplomatically.
So… Elenore persuaded them to stay neutral, or that was their intent from the beginning. They aren’t backing Trumat. Wish I knew more, Argrave lamented in his head.
“Wonderful,” Leopold nodded and clasped his hands together. “We have been discussing minor disputes in Relize—tolls charged improperly, rivals raided, petty thefts, embezzlements… but now, it is time to speak of the elephant in the room. We need leadership for the war. If we do not have it, this city will tear itself apart by feuding factions, each backing different sides in the war. This cannot happen,” Leopold declared firmly.
Silence took over the council room. Then, Trumat Yiasten stepped forward, asking somewhat haughtily, “Are you done, Leopold? If you are, then I will simply declare this—I agree with you in that Relize needs a leader. Disunity in war could devastate the city, its population, and many burgeoning industries. Yet we of Relize stick to our own devices. We need, just as Atrus has established, a figurehead to keep us far from the war. Playing kingmaker is folly. We do not need a leader who has already sworn fealty to a claimant.”
We are traders. Outside of Relize, our status is that of a common man. And the common man does not mingle with
He was made a patrician in his lifetime, yet already his family stands shoulder-to-shoulder with us of the Grand Council. We meet within his home. I
and said, “Leopold acts to benefit
Argrave, yes. What did I request of you?” Leopold interrupted and
Anneliese’s. “Leopold requested I lift trade restrictions, tolls, and tariffs imposed by Induen and Felipe. I agreed. Leopold requested I grant the Grand Council of Relize governance of certain ports in the North Sea. I agreed. And lastly, he requested a marriage for himself—someone of my choosing. I
hearing Leopold’s request for a marriage—the man
I would not change that. But all of you have suffered beneath the yolk of
since the
jumped in and pointed out. “Like it or not, we are beholden to the might of Vasquer. If we choose prudently, we can benefit. If we remain neutral, things remain as they are… or grow worse, depending on who the throne
respect. Argrave recognized him—Potien of House Contini, one of the more respected patricians. “Relize has grown and prospered. Our city is larger in population than the greatest of those in Vasquer, and each of us patricians have retinues that rival those of mainland nobles. We are a pivotal part of Vasquer. Any that take the throne must respect us—indeed,
spared. Our ships will head not to war, but to trade. And at the end of it all, we rejoin the
word had was clear. Everyone seemed to digest his words
offense, Argrave,” Potien continued. “So long as the south has not openly declared their support, their ‘positive predisposition’ towards you means nothing.” The patrician shook his head. “In addition… the one at your side. There has never before been an elven
she nodded. Argrave released his grip and she stepped away, heading off to
his arms out, walking around. When none protested, he continued, “Regardless of the lack of tariff collectors, or taxes, or tolls… the war has given rise to a great loss of business. It’s not safe to travel—no doubt your
faces of some—no doubt
of the war. The south will come to support me, yet Relize is a force every bit as potent
people using his son as a cudgel.” Argrave pointed to a man who’d
these vows were broken. And not for the first time.” Argrave pounded his
symbol of Vasquer
that he wore throughout his reign. And yet… I will hold no coronation, not yet. Something needs to happen, first.” Argrave held out his hand and received the objects
gods… but from all the people of his realm. Despite your influence in this city, and despite your contributions to the crown and the people,
a Parliament of Vasquer,” Argrave declared loudly. “In it, men of influence will have a say in governance. Seats in this parliament will be open to all, regardless of
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