“It is probable that your first order would be to march your army from Frankfort to Treves. Would the men follow you, do you think?”
“Undoubtedly. The men will follow wherever I choose to lead them. Another question. What becomes of the Emperor in case I make this bargain?”
“That question it is impossible at the present moment, to answer. The Court of the Holy Fehm is now awaiting my return, and when I take my place on the bench the Emperor will be called upon to answer for his neglect of duty.”
“Nevertheless you may hazard a guess regarding his fate.”
“I hazard this guess then, that his fate will depend largely upon himself, just as your fate depends upon yourself.”
“I must see clearly where I am going, therefore I request you to be more explicit. What will the Court demand of the Emperor that he may save his life?”
“You are questioning me touching the action of others; therefore, all I can do is merely to surmise. My supposition is that if the Emperor promises to abdicate he will be permitted to pass unscathed from the halls of the Fehmgerichte.”
“And should he refuse?”
“Sir, I am already at the end of my patience through your numerous questions,” and as the voice rose in something approaching anger, Wilhelm seemed to recognise its ring. “I came here, not to answer your questions, but to have you answer mine. What is your decision?”
“My decision is that you are a confessed traitor; die the death of such!”