Nationals, too, it was terrible. But the fact that they felt it was only a shadow of fear, where the emperor resided. Not surprisingly, not everyone is able to withstand the incessant, inescapable, stretched for many years fear. Once, when the French King Charles VI followed somewhere accompanied by his guards, one of the pages I dropped the spear. Hearing the clash of arms, the king, driven to the limit of uninterrupted waiting attempt wildly screamed and drew his sword and began to cut left and right. Before bodyguards managed to twist his master respectfully, lapsed into raving madness, several people were killed or wounded.