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Grins, Fryslân
In the cold, wet Frisian rains that were frequent in the Spring, Prime Minister Friso Dijkstra waited for his counterpart from the Kingdom of Franken. Relations has been strained during the Military Regime but now with the restoration of the Prince and Constitutional rule, this could be a chance to restart historically warm ties. Both states were originally part of the Holy Germanic Empire, both states has rebelled over the religious and political tyranny of the Empire. While Franken has stayed with the teachings of Luther, Fryslân had followed the reformed teaching of Calvin. However, they were all Protestants then so Fryslân was an ally then and hopefully they could learn to support each other now. With the Prince being out of the country, the Palace was available for talks. Friso could never get over how much he enjoyed the Palace. It was stately but not grandiose; imposing but muted; in a word...extremely Frisian and Calvinist. The advance team at the gates radioed ahead that the delegation from Franken had arrived. The nerves were racking on Friso, this was his first state visit received and first time he would meet with a European head of government. His heart was beating quickly.
"Slow down, Friso", he thought to himself. "Just stand up and keep straight and you will make it", he reassured himself. Friso Dijkstra was of humble roots as a ironworker under the Military Regime and only came to power due to a strange twist of fate. Being the harbourer of the returned Prince and leader of the revolution that pulled down the Military Regime of General Bootsma. A brutal and militaristic regime, Friso hoped this would be the rebirth of Fryslân on the world stage.
Antoon Troelstra, the Private Secretary to the Prime Minister whispered in his ear about who was who and the state of government and politics in Franken. Just final preparations. Friso hoped they would get the trade deal and a deal on exclusive Frisian-Franken maritime control of the Western Sea (Westlik See). He straightened his tie and waited for his guests under his black umbrella.
OOC: The Western Sea is the small sea that is contained by Fryslân and Franken at its mouth.