My father fought King Louis with blows; I'll fight His Majesty with his own weapon, gold.

That is the lesson my father should have learned." I rose to my feet during her recital and looked down at her in wonder.
"Yolanda"-- I began, but corrected myself--"Your Highness needs no councillor.

I, for one, deem your plan most wise, and I see in it the salvation of Burgundy." The other councillors agreed with me most heartily.
"I have still another plan which I hope may frighten King Louis into accepting our terms.

During the conference which I hope to hold with His Majesty, I shall receive a message from my mother's brother, King Edward of England.

The missive, of course, will be directed to my father, since the English king cannot yet know of the duke's death.