Chapter XII – 1363 to 1374
“Curious.”
The Watcher pointed.
“Look at these two, my friend. The Despot of Egypt, and the Basileus of the Byzantine Empire.”
The Creature nodded.
“Interesting characters. The Despot is a character in himself.”
He smiled.
“Quite learned, that one. A mastermind philosopher, a theologian, compassionate and just. He seems like a likeable person.”
The Watcher nodded.
“Only one vice, it seems, he’s a heavy hashish user. Dulls the mind, that one, and he has a formidable opponent in the Basileus.”
He pointed.
“The Despot is almost incompetent in intrigue, contrary to the Basileus. The latter is an elusive shadow, a reaver, an adulterer, a schemer, he’s prone to visit brothels, he is deceitful and lazy. Yet, he is compassionate.”
The Creature winked.
“Hardly redeeming the rest. Quite the different characters.”
He tsk’ed.
“I wonder how well Egypt will keep together if those two clash.”
The Watcher shook his head.
“He’s old, almost two decades older than the Basileus. He has little time.”
He gasped.
“But look at that! The Holy Roman Empire is falling apart in the south, and partly in the north. I wonder if they will suffer Byzantium’s fate…”
The Creature whistled.
“Interesting. They’re in dark times.”
He laughed.
“But look at that, my friend. The kingdom of Africa has changed name to the kingdom of Nikaea. Seems they want to align themselves more with their Graeco-Roman past.”
The Watcher smirked.
“Indeed. And look at Armenia and Hellas. They’ve spread far. Just look at that down in Africa…”
The Creature clapped his hands.
“Such interesting times! Surely this warrants a glass or two of Yt’rian brandy, don’t you think?”