The Duchy of Beren had two marquises. One was Marquis Bertheim, the former head of Hoenir, who knew more hidden histories than anyone and was still energetically getting around as if reliving his active days.
The other was Marquis Offenburg, owner of three estates, called the Lion of the North, and boasting the largest single power base in the Duchy of Beren. The gap between the two was stark, and that wasn't just a feeling.
Grand Duke Karlus sending a personal letter to Offenburg was clearly a move to draw the north into checking Duke Radensdorf's east. By any reasonable measure, it was a sound decision.
But our Grand Duke, with his Conspiracy disposition, had a born talent for screwing his opponents over in ways no ordinary person would dream of. That letter was definitely not going to be an ordinary letter.
"All I need to do is deliver the letter?"
"You will receive what Marquis Offenburg gives you in return and bring it back safely."
