An act of Provocation

A few days had passed, and the message from Gerhart had arrived in Berengar's court as he was making preparations for his invasion of Innsbruck. Berengar instantly read the letter, and a smug grin spread across his face. When Linde saw the look on his face, she knew nothing good could come from it. However, she would not be doing her job as his spymaster if she did not inquire about the details; as such, she quickly asked about what had made Berengar express such contempt.

"What happened?"

Berengar patted Linde on the head as he walked over to where he left his chalice and took a large gulp of the beer contained within.

"Nothing much, that idiotic sis-con Gerhart has just proclaimed that as Regent he is nullifying the arrangement in which our father's had made betrothing Adela to me."