Does this, more than other vague examples, not exemplify that it is the man, the stature, that defines the title one can take?"
"How so, Patriarch? By your very implication, it is not by the blood, the divine right granted by the gods, but rather...what?"
Patriarch Rashid turns, slowly, to face the Archduke. "Blood will tell, as the saying goes. I do not recall having said the unblooded should rule. Are you reading my mind good Archduke?"
Disarmingly he makes a flourishing bow and continues; "Please, we are not before the Chamberlain, and were you reading my mind, you would not make such suggestion as you do.
Indeed, what you seem to confirm, is that any man with blood has the divine right to rule. Or woman, in the case of many rulers.
And I have never disputed this. What seems to lie close to heart in this room however, is who gets to call themselves what, and by who's authority.
The Chamberlain has refrained from making comments in, well, forever, and even so, we have several new dukes showing their face all over Anuire.
I do not want to tell them they can't call themselvess what they like. And neither do you, or the Pontiff seem to." A short pause before he continues.
"Thus, the matter remains, that the loud instigater of this discussion, seems to be the only one with enough ire and persuasion of spirit, to point out that modern noble titles seems to degrade into how much land swears fealty to you.
And yet, we do have a minimum of two, new, dukes with no more land under them than an average Baron."
Rashid eyes the Pontiff, before going on; "Fortunately, with the mandate of Haelyn so vocal and active, we are assisted, us mere mortals, as to the divine will of mighty Haelyn by his voice on Cerilia, the most Magnificient Pontiff.
And if he says, that dukes are dukes, and archdukes remain archdukes, beyond the gates of death, then it must be true. Verily, the will of Haelyn.
Or would you argue against the will of Haelyn, Archduke Osoer?"