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"I say it's good to meet such a friendly man who is willing to cooperate. You have rare qualities for a leader, Astolfo, and I respect that." She smiled quickly. "I assume that you have brought a paper for this, that I could sign?" She reached into her pocket and got out a ballpoint pen which she fiddled in between her fingers.
The king reached into his jacket and pulled out the paper. "Yes, indeed, I do have a paper for that." He handed the paper to her. It was titled "The Bronze Gauntlet Alliance". The first page was covered in Spanish writing. The king jumped slightly. "I apologize, Spanish, German, and French are the official languages of my nation so please flip to the back paper and that will be the English copy but if you understand any of the other languages then I will be okay if you sign the other two as well. I thank you for your consideration in this." The king smiled brightly.
"I can't say I know French, however I did learn the other two." She took the paper from Astolfo's hands and skimmed over the wording. After she was done, she signed the papers with her signature. She turned the paper back to Astolfo. "And, this is no bother. In a growingly restless world, it is good to make friends. And as queen I intend to do so." She extended her hand to Astolfo. "It was good to have met you. I hope in the future we will be able to work together more."
The King shook the Queen's hand firmly and grabbed the paper from her. He smiled even brighter. "Thank you so much for your acceptance to this alliance, madame. I hope for a good future between our two nations. I shall try to letter you often. Also, by the end of this week I will have merchant ships of mine sail here to drop off material and such." He was prepared to walk out of the main door but realized he had forgotten something. "Oh! I have forgotten to give you something." The King pulled out a large bottle from his jacket. It was labeled "El Jardín Del Edén" meaning "The Garden Of Eden". "I have a small gift for you, madame. I received this bottle of wine from a priest when I was I believe 15 years old. He said that this wine never grows a bitter taste no matter how long it is untouched and to this day it still smells fresh as it was when I got it. But I shall give it to you now. Well, I shall take my leave. Thank you!" Astolfo saluted the guards and walked out of the main door and back to the carriage were he departed back home with his family.
Alexandra smiled slightly, and turned around, handing the bottle of wine to one of the servants standing near to her. "Place it in my personal cellar please. Make sure it remains unscathed." She left the room satisfied with the day, and went about her own business.
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(That was fun. If you're able to, I'd recommend you go to the discord website to get on it. If you're still unable to though, that's alright.)
King Marcus, reads the document. Your king asks much my lady, such an agreement as written would require a marriage agreement, I propose eather my self or my younger brother Jone. Also I think it beast if each nation is alowed to open an embasey. He speaks as he wrights. I wouuld have two conditions, our rite of choice Must be honord (looks at the Generaul) This is a secret rite where the partys can get to know one anouther, also do I reqwest a calteraul exchange I offer to send my brouther as our first ambasider.
Out With The Old, In With The New
Caesar sits on his throne, The red velvet silk he sits against is quite comfy. The gold bars that forms the frame is the perfect level of cold. The light coming from the stained glass reveals the dust in the air that slowly drifts throughout the chamber. He sits there leaning on his right with a chalice of wine in his left hand. He holds it up and studies the chalice. It is patterned with various gems of different colors and sizes. He grins and brings it to his mouth to drink. The sweet nectar of the wine flows down his throat with ease and his taste buds are stimulated in a pleasant manner.
After finishing his drink he rang the bell that hangs off the side of the armrest and a servant hurried towards him baring a platter with assorted fruits. She rests it on his lap and did a quick bow before rushing back into the servant lounge. He grabs the bunch of grapes and raised it above his head. He then plucked the bottom most grape using his mouth and ate it. The door that is in front of him opens and Ladicus peers through the door. He scans the room and stops when he looks at Caesar. He fully enters the room and kneeled in front of him. Caesar looks down on him and smiles.
"You may rise"
Ladicus stands at attention in front of Caesar
"Ladicus, As you know, my recent wife has died by venomous snake bite. Knowing that snakes can't enter her room on their own we started to
wonder if it was assassination. After further investigating we have figured out that it was the venomous European Viper."
Caesar tilts his head at Ladicus, looking at him with a straight face. Ladicus stays still.
"This information was very useful because after investigating all staff of the palace it appears you are the only one that actually owns a European
viper. This of course makes you a suspect"
Ladicus remains still and silent
"This, however, could be blackmail but you know me well enough that I don't take chances."
The Caesars stands up and snaps his unoccupied right hand and two guards appear from behind the throne. Ladicus continues to stay still and silent
"You know that it hurts me to do this" He says while his face drops "But it has to be done"
The praetorian guards appoach Ladicus, the left one with thick rope and the right one with his brass knuckles ready. The one on the left goes behind him and ready to tie the ex-Arch Praetorian guard. The other guard raises his fist and holds a face of worriness.
Suddently ladicus jolsts his head back. Slamming it against the Praetorian guards face causing brown blood to spurt out of his nose. he staggers back holding his face whilst screaming in pain but he is soon releived when Ladicus quickly turns around and slam his fist against his neck, instantly breaking it. The caesar quickly stands up and sprints to his quarters behind his throne, shouting for guards along the way. Ladicus then feels a punch on his side. The other praetorian has attempted to do the liver hit but was unaware of the strength of Ladicus's armour. Ladicus turns around slowly, his mask looks directly at the soldier, and the soldier quivers a bit until he is undercut by Ladicus in his stomach, incapacitating him. As the praetorian guard lays in the fetal postion on the ground, more guards rush out of the rooms on the side. About 8 enters. Ladicus grabs the head of the first dead praetorian and chucks it at the three guards on the left. They stumble down as the corpse make contact with them. He then gallops to the guards on the right he attempt to punch him but still fail to do as much a dent to his armor. He crashes into them and they fall down. He then proceeded to stomp on there legs to ensure they can't continue to fight. He looks at the Caesars door and sees that he just now shuts it. He also noticed the three other guards are getting up. He runs towards Caesar's door and tries to open it quickly. but Caesar locked it. That does not matter as he begins to bash his body against it. the thirst time the door creaked and the wood dented, the second bash the center of the door caved in a bit, and with the last bash he enters the room with splinters flying everywhere. He quickly scans the room to see Caesar next to his bed and a big dresser next to the broken door. He barley paid attention to the Caesar and quickly went to the dresser to push it in front of the door. He leaned against it and slowly began to push it in front of the door. One guard manage to get his arm through the gap before the dresser was fully in place and manage to hit Ladicus in the head. The armor sill made it useless and Ladicus returned with a bop on the arm, causing the Praetorian to yank it back in allowing Ladicus to fully seal the door. He breathed out harshly and turned around towards Caesar, he stands next to his bead with a terrified look on his face. Ladicus slowly walked towards him and Caesar began to plea
"What have I done to deserve this! Have I not treated you well! You had no reason to murder my wife and now you attempt to kill me!"
Ladicus still walks towards him, silent like always.
"Look" his voice began to quiver as he gets closer "Ev-even if you kill me you will not get far! By now the whole kingdom is on alert nd if they find me dead they will stop at nothing to ki-" He is interrupted as Ladicus grabs him by the throat and begins to lift him. The Caesar started to choke and tried to free himself. He kicked at Ladicus to no avail. He started to turn paler and paler and began to claw at Ladicus hands trying to get them to loosen up but to no avail. As his vision began to fade the last thing he heard was Ladicus speak. His voice and very low and menacing.
"I did this because you're weak, and if a Caesar is weak he will make the nation weak. I did this for the Empire"
Ladicus words echoe as the Caesars struggle fades and his arms and legs dangle. Ladicus continues to grip the dead Caesars neck and pushes the dresser away revealing the entire guard in formation behind it. But once they see Ladicus they immediatly stagger back in suprise and fear. Ladicus walks forwards with the Caesars neck still in his hands and goes to the throne. Once he stands infront of it he looks at the Caesar's body and with his other hand rips the mark of the caesar off of his tunic. He finally lets go of the corpse and sits down looking at the mark in his hands. He looks up to see the entire guard standing infront of him. Some quiver and others stand at ready to fight Ladicus.
He chuckles
"I am your new Caesar now, those of you who stand before me ready to fight are clearly worthy. If you wish to live and continue to serve the
Empire turn around and kill those are trembling at my power."
The few who were standing brave turned to look at eachother, almost telepathically communicating. Then turned around and started to kill the others. Ladicus just sits there on the throne watching.
After cleaning up the mess the people should have a speech from there new Caesar.
Schultz rose from her seat. "I choose to marry one of your royalty. I may be the High Military Commander but I am the niece of the King of Mexneo-Prussia. Proving me to be royal." Schultz walked up to the thing and took her cap off, revealing her short, braided hair. "If I do marry one of your royalty then shall I stay in your kingdom or shall they move with me to mine? Who even do I marry!?" She sighed. "I'm sorry for my little fit of anger. Again, who do I marry?"
The king placed a hand up palm out: "Peace be upon you good lady." "while I am not adverse to discussing the idea, with my Ministers, Tradition demands that my offer is sent to your king, that he may have his thoughts heard." King Marcus plast his free hand on his Ank and recited a chant of shared peace and clarity So that the Mouther and father good grant him gidence.
Post self-deleted by Mexneo-prussia.
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The Time of Union in Mexneo-Prussia has begun. Drunken men are singing christian carols as they struggle to even stand up. Markets are fresh full of fruits, vegetables, pastries, antiques, and even more unique items. Royal Knights dropping their rifles and swords to play soccer and have snowball fights with the children. Young lovers danced in the streets.
But Astolfo stood at the docks with his personal Royal Knights. One of the Knights groaned in discomfort and complained to the King "M'lord, when will our guest arrive? Are they running late?".
The King chuckled and patted the complaining knight's shoulder. "It is not that they are late, boy. We just arrived here too early."
Alexandra looked out to the distance in solitude. There were green shores, and a dock. She thought she saw King Astolfo standing at the dock, but it was too far away to be sure, at least from where she was standing on the ship. She lifted up a wine glass to her lips and drank it. It ran down her throat and she let out a soft sigh. Suddenly she heard a voice behind her. "Drinking already, before the festival? I leave you alone for five minutes, I swear to Aímana..." Alexandra turned around, and saw that Chrysanthe was standing behind her, wearing a dress. Alexandra smiled. "It fits, then?" Chrysanthe nodded. "And if it didn't I would have to go in military uniform, so thank goodness it did. Now give me that!" She snatched the wine out of Alexandra's hands before she could put up any amount of protest, and poured it over the side of the ship. Alexandra muttered softly. "That was a gift from the Duke of Vóreios..." Chrysanthe took no notice of Alexandra's whining, and moved to the other end of the ship. "Look, we're just about to dock." Alexandra quickly straightened her suit and stepped to the other side of the ship by Chrysanthe. She composed her posture just before the ship finished docking.
A large board was lowered down on to the dock and Alexandra stepped on top of it. She smiled down at the king and his knights. "Hello there!" She walked down the board and Chrysanthe quickly followed behind. They stood side by side as they approached the king, and Alexandra motioned to Chrysanthe while speaking to him. "This is the Lady Chrysanthe Desma. Daughter of Duke Desma II of the province Sorrowa." Chrysanthe smiled at him. "It's a pleasure to be here."
Astolfo smiled brightly and shook Chrysanthe's hand. "I see this is your plus one. Perfect! The more, the marrier, they say!" Astolfo turned to the Royal Knights "I will escort them myselves gentleman. Go to the palace and tell the maids that our guests are here." The Knights jogged away, armor clanking as it hit against their rifles. "Follow me, please." As they walked, they went by a group of Royal Knights playing soccer with the local children and at the sight of the King, they quickly grabbed their rifles and held their cross necklaces up. "At ease, gentleman. Continue your game with the young ones." They looked surprised and went back to their game. Astolfo turned to his two guests. "I do not know your country's religion but here in Mexneo-Prussia, we are highly influenced by Christianity. We didn't start following Christianity until after our past ruler died. Before his death, we were forced to live a godless lifestyle. Anyways, we have reached the palace.
The palace stood tall among the city. It hit noon and the two archers who were at the watchtowers moved to the belltower and rang it. The palace doors were already opened and inside was a long table full of pastries, meats, and even more dishes and glasses full of tasteful beverages and foods.
"Please, take your seat." said Astolfo.
Alexandra and Chrysanthe quickly took a seat near to each other. Alexandra talked to Astolfo while Chrysanthe made herself busy looking across the table wondering what she would eat. "Christianity, I can't say I know much about it. Whispers and rumors of it from this continent sometimes creep into stories from travelers that have been to lands we have known nothing about... Until that is, we sent explorers to this continent, and new nations were discovered. I know many humans on this continent follow it, but what is it exactly?" She looked at him curiously.
Astolfo rubbed his chin slightly. "Well, in a nutshell, Christianity is a religion based on the teachings of Jesus Christ and worship of one God who exists in three forms. These three forms are known as the Holy Trinity and consists of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. The Father, God, is the creator and lord. The Son, Jesus Christ, is the savior and messiah. The Holy Spirit is the one that directs people and shows them the difference between right and wrong. Christianity is like many other religions but less, in my opinion, demanding." Astolfo took a sip from his glass of wine and sat down. The rest of the Royal Family appeared. His 3 daughters and 3 Sons and the Queen of Mexneo-Prussia, Noire. But the table was still yet to be filled. "A few members of the House Of Law should be here any minute now, along with a few of our best military commanders." Right after he said that, they all filled the room and the table was set. Astolfo smiled and said "For a Time Of Union! May we feast on this glorious meal and enjoy this time we have!" Queen Noire stood up and looked down at Alexandra. "And may our guest, enjoy her meal as well. Thank you for taking the voyage here, darling."
The raids, orders from the king to his lords. "Go forth my warriors and plunder the decandent and corrupt lands of Harklan, it is rich and it has a population of oppressed Meif'wa that will gladly help you, " then the king turns to his diplomat Elderich "Go To the lands of Jiality and the great lands of the Credet and make friends of them." then he turns back to his lords," gather all you can from the land of Harklan to continue the raids, both recruits and loot, then return home, perhaps then we can go and raid other lands to gain great wealth, GO FORTH and praise ODIN THE ALL FATHER!" The lords then threw their fists into the air "FOR OUR KING AND ODIN!" then they began their long journy as the diplomat goes to the land of the friendly Meif'wa.
The king overlooked the construction site of the mystical university. He was flanked by his Minister of internal tranquility and his Minister of Diplomatic Arts. "I need you David to look into our Guests countries, and see if the gods favor aliences with them. Mexneo-prussia approach is interesting, I am eager to see things get on with my brother. The abasider of Vertlodet I was qight taken with her Flora Kainchi I mean." We understand yor Majestey" Said the Elder adviser. Sung. I presume you wish me to consolidate our gains?" Yes Elder Sung, said the king. " we shale strive to acoplish your goals." "I would advise sending the lady a gift". Sung smiled.
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