Tyranny of Steel

Within the Royal Palace of Kufstein, in its great hall, stood several prominent leaders from central Europe. Chief among them was Berengar von Kufstein, who held the titles of both King of Austria and Bohemia. As for the others, they included the Grand Duke of Switzerland, the Duke of Bavaria, as well as the Dukes of Saxony, and Baden and Wurttemberg.

These various German leaders were gathered for a single purpose, and that was to come to agreements over the future of their realms. By now Austrian fashion trends had made their way across Southern Germany as a whole, thus these men were not dressed in the medieval attire of their North German counterparts, rather they were dressed in a style similar to the Royalty of Austria.

Among these men, none had a more striking appearance than Berengar. If these men ’s daughters were present to witness this occasion, it was most certain that they would fawn over the Austrian King. Berengar, however, was interested in who sported the greatest fashion, rather he was more interested in the serious political ramifications that this meeting would have on the western world as a whole.

Thus, as he Dukes bickered among themselves, he stood back and drank from his chalice. Listening to each one of their concerns.

”This is your fault, Dietger, you bowing before Berengar has made a mockery of our alliance. If it weren ’t for the fact that we were permanently on Hartman ’s shit list for siding with you, we would not even be here! ”

Berengar merely scoffed when he heard these words being spoken by the Duke of Saxony, these were bold words for a man who shared a border with Austria. The moment the man saw the displeasure on Berengar ’s face he felt a chill go down his spine, and tried to backpedal on his statement.