My Lord, Allah's favorit, Conrad has always fought for a just cause, against those who starve the people, and it didn't matter to him in which direction they turn their prayers, whether to a cross or to Mecca. And you well know, my Qā'id, how the battles of your beloved companion have always been motivated by noble intentions ...
We celebrated until the evening, as I said, until the stocks of wine ran out and many had to return to the camp. I was hired by Corrado to write a chronicle of his deeds, so I never separated from him. And so also that evening I went back with him to his tent. He was staggering for wine and humming tavern filth when a young man warned him that a woman had been waiting for him since noon sitting on a bench in front of his tent. This one had suffered from the great
