Ottokar leaned back in his ornate chair, maintaining an air of nonchalance even though the offer on the table was of considerable importance. His fingers traced a subtle pattern on the armrest as he contemplated Conradin's request. The Duke of Swabia, a crucial title, was indeed a substantial guarantee of payment, and Ottokar had no doubts about its value.
"I believe that the Duchy of Swabia performs more than adequately as a guarantee of payment," Ottokar remarked with a carefully composed expression, though the words rang hollow to his own ears. In truth, he was intrigued by the prospect of binding Conradin further through financial ties, knowing that such arrangements often yielded more influence than mere conquests.
Conradin, skilled in the art of negotiation, appeared to ignore the subtle falsehood in Ottokar's words and pressed on, indicating a desire to delve into the finer details of their arrangement.
"I think then we can talk about the little details, like how much gold to lend me," Conradin suggested, his demeanor now more composed and businesslike.
Ottokar nodded in agreement. The opportunity to secure his interests by providing a substantial loan was a tantalizing prospect. "I agree," Ottokar replied, masking his eagerness with a veneer of diplomacy. "And I believe we can now discuss the amount of gold. What did you have in mind when you asked for it?"
Conradin, ever the shrewd negotiator, appeared composed and ready to proceed. "Well, considering my army's expenses, I believe a loan of 400,000 denarii should be enough."
Ottokar concealed a satisfied smile. The sum was considerable but reasonable, and it offered the perfect balance between financial support and ensuring Conradin's reliance on Bohemia.
"Very good," Ottokar replied, his voice carrying an air of approval. "The sum is reasonable and feasible; the payment will be transferred immediately to you on the day you leave." Inwardly, he knew that this financial arrangement had the potential to bind their fates in more ways than one, and Ottokar was more than willing to explore those possibilities in the future.
The conversation shifted once more, this time focusing on the crucial details of the loan. Conradin, always the astute strategist, inquired about the interest rate and the repayment terms. Ottokar, his eyes betraying a hint of calculation, took a moment to mull over his response. The interest rate and repayment schedule would determine not only the financial burden on Conradin but also the extent of Ottokar's leverage.
"You will have to repay 650,000 denarii with a 35% interest rate every six months, beginning with the second year of debt," Ottokar finally stated, his words carrying the weight of his intended terms.
Conradin struggled to maintain his composure, the shock of Ottokar's demands evident in his eyes. The terms were indeed excessive, and it took all of Conradin's self-control to respond with a feigned cheerfulness.
"Your Highness," he began, masking his frustration with a polite tone, "I believe that these terms are a little... excessive. Alternatively, I was considering returning 480,000 denarii with a 10% annual interest rate, beginning with the third year of debt."
Inside, Conradin's heart sank. He knew that accepting Ottokar's initial offer would be disastrous for his finances, but he also understood the delicate art of negotiation. He needed to start with a counteroffer that allowed room for compromise while not appearing too eager to accept Ottokar's terms. The fate of his kingdom hung in the balance, and Conradin was determined to secure a more reasonable agreement.
The negotiation between the two kings continued for what felt like an eternity. Inside the lavishly adorned chamber, the air was thick with tension as they debated the terms of the loan, their voices occasionally rising in disagreement. Servants and attendants waited nervously outside the closed doors, well aware of the gravity of the discussions taking place within.
Conradin, determined to secure the best possible terms for his kingdom, countered Ottokar's initial offer with a shrewd proposal. "I am sorry, Your Highness," he began, maintaining a measured tone, "but you must understand that, as the loaner, I also have a vested interest in this financial activity. Therefore, I believe that a return of 550,000 denarii, with a 30% interest rate every six months beginning in the middle of the second year of debt, would be more appropriate."
The negotiations continued, with the two monarchs locked in a battle of wits and financial acumen. The servants outside the room exchanged worried glances, their ears attuned to the lively discussion emanating from behind the closed doors.
After an exhaustive hour of debate, the kings finally reached an agreement on the loan terms. Conradin would receive a loan of 450,000 denarii, and he committed to repaying Ottokar a total of 580,000 denarii. A compromise was also struck on the loan interest rate: Conradin managed to outwit Ottokar by securing an annual rate of 20%, starting with the third year of debt.
However, in exchange for these terms, Conradin had to accept one final condition: if he failed to repay the loan within a period of 7 years, the Duchy proposed as collateral would serve as payment for the remaining amount. The negotiations had reached a conclusion, and both kings understood the stakes involved.
Conradin eventually agreed to King Ottokar's requirements, and the two men shook hands to seal the contract. Ottokar had been a tough negotiator, but Conradin knew that reaching an acceptable deal was critical. With the debt now formally secured, the two leaders looked forward to the future with confidence and optimism, Conradin for his ambition to reclaim his kingdom, while Ottokar hoped Conradin would fail to repay the loan in order to legitimately take over the promised Duchy.
Conradin has thus taken the initial measures toward his return as the legitimate king of Sicily, however only time will tell if he will actually be successful in it
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<<''No plan of operations reaches with any certainty beyond the first encounter with the enemy's main force''>>
--Kriegsgechichtliche Einzelschriften (1880); often quoted as, 'No plan survives first contact with the enemy
Conradin was heading through the hallways after his meeting with the monarch of Bohemia , intending to discuss the loan transaction with his counselors. He entered the chamber where he had ordered his retainers to meet and saw that his vassals were currently deep into a discussion that ended at his arrival. The counselors had been waiting for him to hear about the result of the negotiation, which Conradin briefly replied was a success.
''Now that we have the money, what should we do?'' Conradin inquired to his retainers, his voice filled with anticipation. The retainers exchanged glances, each one pondering the possibilities that openeed thanks to the new budget.
He looked at every face of his freshly acquired retainers, but his gaze was drawn to Galvano the one with the most experience, who began to advise the monarch on the options available to them .
''We could sail to Sicily and incite our subjects to revolt, or we could go to the north of Italy and pursue our involvement in comuni politics.'' Galvano proposed
''We have no reason to fret; let us discuss the advantages and cons of each option calmly , and make a decision based on those ,'' the young king said after a few moments of thought.
''So, if we were to sail to Sicily, possibly requesting Pisa or Genoa to lend us some ships, we would arrive with 3000 knights at our hands.
We would be able to surprise Charles and coordinate the rebel force to join us in forming an army if we go this way. We could use the loan money to fund this trip, allowing us to get started on our plans right away. We may then begin planning and preparing for our upcoming campaign. The disadvantage of this would be leaving the northern regions of Italy alone. Following my uncle's defeat, the comuni of Italy are overwhelmingly pro-pope and, as a result, support Charles.'' Said Conradin before continuing with his analysis
''Their support may be merely lip service, but what if some of them decide to curry favor with the Pope and send Charles money or troops to back up his claim? This would undoubtedly weaken our position. Furthermore, if the comuni of Italy align with the Pope and Charles, it could potentially create a divided front against us, making it harder to gain support and resources from those regions. Additionally, the possibility of facing internal conflicts within our own territories cannot be ignored if some of our allies choose to switch sides under pressure from the Pope.. '' Conradin then came to a halt and let his words pause for a moment before continuing:
''Now, for the second option, going to the north of Italy and influencing the region's politics with our presence may deprive Charles of possible sources of support while possibly gaining some of them ourselves; however, this would take time, allowing Charles to further consolidate his position in my kingdom.''
Conradin's voice grew more contemplative as he weighed the consequences of each option. ''Tell me, Corrado, what choice do you think we should make?'' Corrado reflected for a moment before answering, ''Your Majesty, I believe that traveling directly to Sicily would be the finest choice to make. It would be a straight route that would allow us to garner additional support for our throne's claim, as well as intelligence and knowledge to help us plan more successfully. ''
Conradin turned to face Galvano after hearing Corrado's views, Galvano understanding the king was asking for his opinion responded to the king's request
''Your Majesty, I too agree with Corrado since sailing for Sicily would be the best route to take ''
The last to speak was Maletta, who proposed instead heading north to gather reinforcements or gold before advancing south. The three argued a little more about the complications that either choice would cause, and considerable time passed before Conradin made his conclusion, ''Well, why not both?''
His retainers were taken aback and inquired as to what his majesty was on about.
''Why not go to northern Italy, influence the situation there, gather support, and then move to Sicily through the sea and coordinate our forces with the rebels?''
The tree retainers exchanged glances before Maletta replied. ''I believe it is a feasible possibility, your Majesty, however it may incur in unexpected issues,'' he said.
''All well, then, we'll go forward as planned, after all every plan may incur unexpected problems it would be foolish to think that reality will go exactly as planned ,'' Conradin said as he rose from his seat and exited the room. The tree retainers nodded in agreement, understanding the risks involved. They knew that adaptability and quick thinking would be crucial in handling any unforeseen challenges that may arise during their mission. With determination in their eyes, they prepared to embark on this daring endeavor, ready to face whatever obstacles lay ahead.
After all, they couldn't stay there and talk all day; they needed to prepare and look presentable for a feast that was waiting for them since it would be impolite to show up with a shabby appearance.
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