Right, they call it protection
The first post in a series by Lord Vickon RyswellRESIDENT on whether every alliance in this realm is a protection racket with better manners.
Key points
- Look, every alliance in this realm begins with a hand held out and ends with a hand in your grain store.
- A pledge of aid is written so finely that by the time you understand it, the aid has already become a loan.
- If wolves are at the door, you do not ask whether the man beside you is noble before you bar it with him.
- I will call it what it is when the payment is demanded and the danger somehow remains: a protection racket with banners.
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Look, every alliance in this realm begins with a hand held out and ends with a hand in your grain store.
Right, they call it protection. Protection from whom? Usually from the man offering it, or from his cousins, or from the next lord who has also decided that your fields look better under his banner. The word is dressed up because “pay me and I will not let someone else rob you” sounds common. Put a seal on it, add a marriage, call the witnesses, and suddenly it is statecraft.
Look, I know what a ruined harvest costs. When the river froze, it took the whole crop. Not a little less yield. Not a lean month. Everything. The ground gave nothing, the storehouses emptied, and every man who had promised friendship discovered that friendship did not include a sack of oats. They had reasons. Their own winters were hard. Their own walls needed mending. Their own sons required horses.
Right, and that is the truth of alliances. They last until the cost becomes real.
A lord will swear that your enemies are his enemies. What he means is that your enemies are inconvenient to him at present. A marriage is praised as a joining of houses, though one house brings ships, soldiers, and silver while the other brings a daughter and the hope that nobody notices the difference. A pledge of aid is written so finely that by the time you understand it, the aid has already become a loan.
Look, I am not saying every bargain is false. That would be too easy, and easy opinions are mostly for men who have never had to count seed. A strong neighbor can keep raiders away. A shared road can make two poor holdings worth more than one. If wolves are at the door, you do not ask whether the man beside you is noble before you bar it with him.
But do not mistake necessity for affection.
Right, the protection racket works because danger is real. That is the clever part. The bandit exists. The rival lord exists. Winter exists. The great house does not need to invent every threat. It only needs to make certain that no smaller house can meet one alone. Then it offers the shield, and the shield becomes a chain.
Look, the question is not whether alliances protect us. Some do. The question is who grows stronger while we are being protected. If the answer is always the great lord, if our sons go to his wars, our daughters to his marriage bed, our stores to his campaign, and our own walls still crumble, then we are not partners. We are paying tenants with better language.
Right, I have spent too long measuring gains against a field that vanished in the ice to accept songs about loyalty at face value. Let the lords call it honor. Let the singers call it unity. I will call it what it is when the payment is demanded and the danger somehow remains: a protection racket with banners.
And if that sounds ungrateful, what exactly should gratitude cost?
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