I'd settled the free beekeeping family from the fief of Murbach in Feuzen, and of the Brabantines who had been held captive by the deserter band, two had been sent back home.
Trade caravans from the Netherlands region often traveled along the Main River up to Beren. They were known as the Lowlands trade caravans. While Beren was hostile to Burgundy, its relationship with the Lowlands was relatively decent.
This was because, thanks to the Lowlands rebellion, Burgundy had withdrawn its troops five years ago.
It was also said to be a scheme by the Holy Roman Emperor, but in any case, without that timely rebellion, the Duchy of Beren would have been fated for endless attrition under French rule.
But only the painter with the broken right arm remained.
"With this arm, I can never paint again. Even if I went home, I'd only be a burden to my family."
"...Don't you think you'd be a burden here too, even a little?"
"You saved me, so you'll see this through to the end, won't you?"
