Adela was currently within her room reading a letter from Berengar; Despite the fact that Berengar was off at war; he made sure to send letters to his women as often as he could, informing them of his massive victories in Tyrol.
The teenage girl twirled one of her golden twintails as she lay belly down on her bed with a smile on her face. The news she was reading was excellent; the Northern Lords of Tyrol had all surrendered to Berengar, recognizing him as the current authority in Tyrol, and was providing him with what little support they could manage.
Ever since her older brother Gerhart had made a fool out of himself and invoked their father's ire in his failed attempt to demolish the relationship between Berengar and Adela, the young girl had mostly stayed to herself.