A Battle Unseen

[Louis]

In the eyes of the Gods
El Capitolio, Distrito Real, Altea | 21:45 Hrs 

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The air was bitter and frigid. Once again, the most important figures in Egelion meet in a quiet, cold room at the capitol. A circle of councilor surround the dark mahogany table. At its center, on the golden chair, sits the king, who brings new developments.

"My dear councilors,
I must inform you that Mondragon has negotiated well with Sato and Amudim. She has acquired our nation early blueprints that will help our Atenea Missile System. Our missile system, you may say, is adapted from the Canrillaise version. But this is where we are different from the Canrillaise. While my dear cousins integrated their system solely on defense based purposes--we shall integrate an "offensive" purpose to Atenea.

The councilors stood in silence. Not knowing what the king reffered to, Mondragon sat there with a smirk on her face.

The work ahead of us will be difficult, me dear councilors. But I must reveal, that our Atenea System will include ICBM Capabilities.

Silence in the room followed by the creaks of the wooden chairs the councilors sat on and pens writing on paper.

"Majestad---I stand confused, do we have these missiles? Or are they concepts?

Says the High Councilor Formoselle.

We have the plans, Formoselle, the foundation of it, but they are not yet made. That is a burden for us to carry. We have the tools, we have the expertise, now we must develop.

I have directed The Royal Directory in Cartablanca to immediately begin production on our new weapons. Their purpose, I do not know yet, but we know this: Egelion shall soon have the capability to defend our air, and pierce through others'. Like Soteria before, we are now under the protection and in the eyes of the gods.

The councilors stand from their seat and applaud the king's statements while he stands and looks out the window. Then silence.

We owe this to the people, my dear councilors. Long have we sat in filth while political parties squandered on our growth. But now, the world is in our view. That is all.

"Majestad." say all the councilors before they leave the room. The king stays and stares out the window, with a view of the great metropolis of Keris, soon to be a ground for global diplomacy.