Royal Residence, Syracuse
The large clock ticks and tocks were made louder when the sound reverberated off of the highly polished marble floor. The Royal Residence was far more modest than most palaces but many of the Residence's rooms were still fairly ornate. The King sat in silence looking over a document while Chancellor Valdez sat silently. Valdez had a reputation among Long Sea governments as being a maverick of the long term game and of local politics. The King however was less inspirational than his predecessor; instead choosing to be an administrator. "You and I both know this war is not going well" said the King, not looking up from the document on the recent operation in the Bartholomew Islands.
Valdez sat quietly, wondering if another tirade was coming. The King almost always showed a sense of cool in front of others but with Valdez he let his anger be free. The man was overweight but it was spread over a massive frame. Fat was the wrong word. He was bulky. His hands seemed to be like bear paws clutching the document. The King peered over the stapled sheets at his Chancellor. Seeing almost no reaction he sighed and put the documents down. "We are beginning to face an insurgency. A storm is gathering Carlos" said the King. Valdez already knew that as he sat in on the daily briefings with the King.
"Carlos, we are at a vital crossroads. I did not want this war. I did not want this crown. They were thrust upon me" said the King. While Valdez had nothing but the greatest respect for the Monarch, he still sometimes had to resist rolling his eyes. The King could see that Valdez was annoyed by the small diatribe. "Carlos, there is something you need to know" said the King. Even Valdez could not maintain his composure as his eyes went as big as the face on the large clock.
This thread is to be an inside look at Nicosia's leadership and current happenings etc
The large clock ticks and tocks were made louder when the sound reverberated off of the highly polished marble floor. The Royal Residence was far more modest than most palaces but many of the Residence's rooms were still fairly ornate. The King sat in silence looking over a document while Chancellor Valdez sat silently. Valdez had a reputation among Long Sea governments as being a maverick of the long term game and of local politics. The King however was less inspirational than his predecessor; instead choosing to be an administrator. "You and I both know this war is not going well" said the King, not looking up from the document on the recent operation in the Bartholomew Islands.
Valdez sat quietly, wondering if another tirade was coming. The King almost always showed a sense of cool in front of others but with Valdez he let his anger be free. The man was overweight but it was spread over a massive frame. Fat was the wrong word. He was bulky. His hands seemed to be like bear paws clutching the document. The King peered over the stapled sheets at his Chancellor. Seeing almost no reaction he sighed and put the documents down. "We are beginning to face an insurgency. A storm is gathering Carlos" said the King. Valdez already knew that as he sat in on the daily briefings with the King.
"Carlos, we are at a vital crossroads. I did not want this war. I did not want this crown. They were thrust upon me" said the King. While Valdez had nothing but the greatest respect for the Monarch, he still sometimes had to resist rolling his eyes. The King could see that Valdez was annoyed by the small diatribe. "Carlos, there is something you need to know" said the King. Even Valdez could not maintain his composure as his eyes went as big as the face on the large clock.
This thread is to be an inside look at Nicosia's leadership and current happenings etc