The old man sat down in his seat by the fireside and watched the little flames blazing.
He has some bottles of Riesling, the Ehrenberg's finest selection on the table, aswell as his homemade Apfelstrudel.
Jürgen was waiting for his guests to show up, as this meeting could influence the fate of all these agents. He sighs.
He knows about the current tentions in Rheinland, the others probably do not. Jürgen himself never thought, that this day would come, but he is aware that the time changes. Es ist everything prepared, mein Herr.
Jürgen looked up. Huh? Ah! Danke, Alfred! I hope they arrive soon. The old butler smiled abit. They will, Sir. Your Apfelstrudel is well-known all over Rheinland, no real Rheinländer could resist this, Herr Erbserzherzog.
Jürgen laughed. Don't call me with my titel all the time! You know we don't use them since the von Rohe's day officially! Alfred bows My apologiezes, Sir, but as you know, the tradition lives on, and as you have invited the Kurfürst von Stuttgart today, you will have to stick to these traditions, Sir.
Jürgen stood up and walked to the window to look outside. It had already begun to snow heavily. Jürgen grumbled Snow... Ich hoffe, our guests find the way to the estate, Alfred...Oh, don't be afraid of that, Sir, your Residenz is big enough to find it!