"Nothing is simple here, my countrymen. Behind every deal lies betrayal, and every act of kindness is a disguise for cunning. Every virtue is carefully calculated and exchanged for the best possible interest. Be careful! In the Empire of the Greeks, nothing is as it seems." Russell laughed, mocking the Empire with abandon. He then noticed Eric. "Hey, you Outville brat, remember me? I served your uncle Roger for a time. You've made quite a name for yourself lately.
Giscard was cunning his whole life. I bet he never imagined the two sons most like him would be his two bastards. It's ironic. Spending all his days cavorting with Lombards, doting on that little lamb born of his Lombard wife... I think his story is about to come to an end."
Before Eric could respond, Russell turned to the guard and, with a mocking laugh, continued, "Let them all in. Do you think everyone is a Norman upstart like me? Standing before you are the lords of Normandy and the Northern Franks.
