1430-40
To war again!
August 4th
The lowlands is almost united!
The last ruler of Brabant has died, and his possessions are now belongings of the good duke, Phillippe of Burgundy.
Now, only a western and a northern part lingers from Phillippe.
September 6th
Royal Court, Dijon, duchy of Burgundy
Phillippe:
- So, then the parrot said...
Depeche:
- My lord!
- What? You better have a good excuse for this!
- My lord, we now control most of the lowlands.
- Oh, I didn't know that.
- Please, sir, let me finish. We are witnessing the rise of a united country under the dauphiné, and they will be dangerous, not to mention the english. So please, let us move our royal court to Bruxelles instead.
- You have guts, telling me what to do. Normally, I'd kill you for it, but this wine sure has made me happy. Okey, let us move! Bruxelles, here we come!
- And the english?
- Screw them, let them have their scones and bacon, I want wine, beer and whatever the rabble in the lowlands produce.
January 26th, 1431
Note to Phillippe: The duke of Lorraine, Charles, has died. The duchy of Lorraine subjucate themselves to our will.
November 5th, Bruxelles, duchy of Burgundy
Jean de Pressy:
- My lord, the day we have waited for has arrived.
Phillippe:
- Uh?
- Well, sir, Luxembourgh! They have agreed to join our glorious duchy!
- Wonderful! Why did they accept that?
- Well, most german states objected of course, but the judge did say that we have the biggest right to Luxembourgh.
- Even though we're not german at all?
- Well, let's just say that the judge will be living the good life from now on.
- What?
- Sorry, sire, can't tell you anything.
To war again!
August 4th
The lowlands is almost united!
The last ruler of Brabant has died, and his possessions are now belongings of the good duke, Phillippe of Burgundy.
Now, only a western and a northern part lingers from Phillippe.

September 6th
Royal Court, Dijon, duchy of Burgundy
Phillippe:
- So, then the parrot said...
Depeche:
- My lord!
- What? You better have a good excuse for this!
- My lord, we now control most of the lowlands.
- Oh, I didn't know that.
- Please, sir, let me finish. We are witnessing the rise of a united country under the dauphiné, and they will be dangerous, not to mention the english. So please, let us move our royal court to Bruxelles instead.
- You have guts, telling me what to do. Normally, I'd kill you for it, but this wine sure has made me happy. Okey, let us move! Bruxelles, here we come!
- And the english?
- Screw them, let them have their scones and bacon, I want wine, beer and whatever the rabble in the lowlands produce.

January 26th, 1431
Note to Phillippe: The duke of Lorraine, Charles, has died. The duchy of Lorraine subjucate themselves to our will.
November 5th, Bruxelles, duchy of Burgundy
Jean de Pressy:
- My lord, the day we have waited for has arrived.
Phillippe:
- Uh?
- Well, sir, Luxembourgh! They have agreed to join our glorious duchy!
- Wonderful! Why did they accept that?
- Well, most german states objected of course, but the judge did say that we have the biggest right to Luxembourgh.
- Even though we're not german at all?
- Well, let's just say that the judge will be living the good life from now on.
- What?
- Sorry, sire, can't tell you anything.
