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Fleet Admiral Luis Alessandro was the last hand on deck. Of the J.I.S. Francisco II. The now former flagship of the fleet. Decommissioned now. The palace & PM had become convinced that aircraft carriers were antiquated. More missle frigates & subs were needed. Two carriers were to be hollowed out then modded into more cheaply run amphibious assault ships that were able to double if need be. The third was to be deconstructed & parted out. His Lordship was not pleased. A Military Police Captain approached.

"Fleet Admiral, with all do respect to your station, I ask you to depart this ship now. She's done."

"This is the Emperador's legacy. This is his ship. It's quite literally named after him. He's still fresh in the ground and you gut him like this."

".....Sir these orders come from the sovereign. His wife. Please disembark."

"We're the pride of the military. This is insulting. It's wrong."

"Fleet Admiral Alessandro I will ask you one-"

"DON'T TOUCHE ME YOU TROGLODYTE. I'M NOBILITY. I'll leave soon enough." Luis had an expensive bottle of brandy in his hand.

"We did not build up this navy just to have it torn down. This bitch is losing her mind. This experiment with women...." He thought to himself.
 

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8:00 PM Justosian Time


His main doors flung open. Carlos' mother walked in.

"The Emperatriz." An Imperial Guard announced.

"Madre."

"Your father was supposed to be buried with that ring. Tradition. Tradition you just shattered. Why must you insist on complicating my occupation?"

"I wanted it. It felt like I should wear it. Besides, who was gonna stop me? The MPs? When they look at me, they see him. I didn't order anything. I took it. In front of them."


His mother was visibly frustrated.

"Stop drawing attention to yourself. If you rule Justosia one day, the keeping of your secret......and by logical extension all of Justosia.....will be subject to that capability. As will this recklessness."

"Thank you for the lecture on what a horrible sovereign I'll be."

"If your secret ever gets out, the only vessel with the power to question your legitimacy, is the church. Question, and succeed they will. Your claim will be nullified. The only other royal is Julian. Do you understand what will happen if a Catholic tries to ascend this throne? The Tiburan minority, fifteen percent, will experience harsh reprisals. Civil war could break out. Foreign nations could intervene. You need to start growing up. Bisexual or straight. Or I'll take that ring off your finger myself."


She left & Carlos went back to sampling new palace vineyard wines.
 

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4:02 PM Justosian Time


Manuel Ibarra is 28, rather young for a Justice Ministry Agent. Anything stood out at the office. There weren't very many of them. Less agents, more funding. He always thought. More agents would cramp his style. He's a registered Independent but always votes Social Democrat. He's convinced the NSS is bugging every SDU voter & politician. He loves working for the government. It actually makes his other job easier in some ways.

He knew where the black market hub was by heart now. Marijuana is decriminalized in only 2/50 mainland Districts. One with the empire's only SDU governor, & the other in a District governed by a very moderate Nationalist. It certainly wasn't legal in the capital. His new home. He walked up to a less than honorable looking gentleman.

"Buenas." He said flipping open his wallet to flash his credentials.

"Oh shit."

"Yea. Where's the weed?"

"I'm here selling jewelry I don't need anymore."

"Don't insult my intelligence again. I can effectively end your life, or I can forget about this. For a cut."

"Excuse me......"

"Give me your supply. All of it. Now works best."

"You dirty, crooked bastard. I'll report you."

"You don't know my name and you won't. No one who matters would believe you over me anyway. Capitalism niño. You're getting ate up by a bigger and better company. Go home and start making better decisions."


Mani wasn't the norm. He wasn't a singularity either.
 

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Ensign Jorge Ramos peered at the radar & sonar displays. Nothing not green. He loves his job, playing war. He was a pier kid. Born on water, raised around it. He loves the smell of the waves & the feel of them crashing into the hull. Patrol cruisers deploy in pairs of two. The other cruiser followed a mile back. They were approaching the edge of their territorial waters. A boundary domestic patrol cruisers were never to cross unless ordered otherwise. Upon being relieved he went out stern & watched the sun set across the horizon of the Meridian.

"Beautiful, no?" A shipmate asked.

"It surely is. If you love your job, you never work a day in your life. Playing war is fun. I pray it never has to be more."

He thought he saw a shark swimming near stern. The waves were hitting harder. He then heard an announcement blair over the speaker.

"This is the Captain. Cruiser Maria is relieving us. We're rotating home. All hands to stations. Engines full."
 

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12:35 PM Justosian Time

The Príncipe Heredero shot through the countryside in one of his 7 luxury sports cars. He hit the straightaway & felt like red lining the engine when he suddenly hit the brakes.

"What the fuck?"

Carlos texted for an airlift, car & all, back to the capital. A fleet of government helicopters buzzed low over him heading for the Government Quarter. He then received a secure text from his mother calling him back. Something about a huge chance. She wants to attend the vote & desires him with her. After 15 minutes of flying they were entering the Government Quarter. Carlos saw a fleet of limousines headed for the helo pads.

Upon landing he was fully briefed on the situation & entered the palace.
 

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Annabella wasn't used to being up this late. Not in a long time. She surveyed the room. Lights brighter than she remembered. She eyed her son to make sure he's where he's supposed to be. The men in this room had a certain look about them. Enough distractions. Time for duty.

"I am honored to fulfill my constitutional duty for the betterment of our nation, and Europe. Senators, my vote is in the affirmative. Yay."

The chamber erupted with cheers & boos. She certainly could have went on. Rambled. She had chosen to give Tarusa the Christian benefit of the doubt. She was more center than right but make no mistake. She too wants Justosia to be a real empire. To help those poor as well & to spread the gospel of Christ.
 

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"Jorge! Hey did you hear bout this new treaty the government's in now? Tarusa. That huge imperial nation up north that's in all that international news. Our crowns are like drinkin buddies now."

Ramos turned to reply to his shipmate.

"Speaking of, I hear they have great beer up north. With women who......let's just say rougher."

"And those seas hermano. I hear they're dark, rough, freezing. Sounds fun."

"I'll never understand your love for the ice age up there. Forget it anyway. We're a patrol cruiser crew Ensign. You may wanna request a transfer to a frigate. I'd say subs too but cmon you didn't have the grades for that at the academy."

"Eh, whatever. Speaking of alcohol, cmon, on me."
 

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The Sovereign, Foreign, & Defense Ministers were concluding a late lunch. Defense Minister Aguilar had just finished briefing Annabella on the pirate incident. She spoke.

"That's that. I'm glad we had reached our consensus before this horrid incident. I'm thankful we were blessed to have no casualties on our side. Defense Minister Aguilar, you will order Fleet Admiral Alessandro to double patrols in that quadrant."

Aguilar heard & of course would obey. Dutiful Nationalist & Monarchist that he is. That didn't however stop him from imploring his Sovereign.

"Majesty, please, stop antagonizing Lord Alessandro. His blood is almost as rich as yours. Our navy, as I'm sure you know, is integral to our ability to defend our borders. Its morale must remain high."

Annabella looked at him for a minute. Just silence.

"Ministers Albares and Aguilar. My wishes are the same as yours. Vested in our strategic and national interests. Though Tarusa is not in our part of the Meridian, they're still in our neighborhood. See our relations with them remain very cordial barring any......unforeseen circumstances. Pelgasia. Our direct Meridian neighbor on the other side of the street if you will. Good relations with them is important for the aforementioned. I don't want these religious differences to complicate our direct sphere of influence. Points said long I suppose. Gentlemen, adjourn to your duties."

"I will begin the logistical lifting and draft a communique to my Pelgasian counterpart Emperatriz."
Albares said as they left.
 

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Foreign Minister Albares has another espresso in front of him as an Intelligence Attache brought him a dossier. He examined it. He was sure it was going to be another late night.

"So Socialism rears its tragically ugly head again in Europe. We can still thank Jesus Cristo that Communism is as good as dead. A Communist is a Socialist with a gun in their hand señor. Always remember that. This however does not mean under estimate the Socialist menace to the north and elsewhere."

Did Albares privately sympathise with the sentiment & most tenets of Socialism? Yes. He always cringes every time it fails in Europe. The widespread human rights abuses always boggled his mind. Why was everyone else so inept at instituting it? A gaping chasm of a tragedy. No. The north's version wouldn't do. What was worse, he thought to himself, is his sensing that machinations from the north & west would continue pulling Justosia & Tarusa closer. One a fledgling archipelagic empire. The other a northern giant. He sipped on his drink as he began drafting an official statement to be forwarded to the palace for ascension.
 

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It was a light breakfast, because it was a work breakfast. The Emperatriz & her Foreign Minister. They had begun to develop a rapport. Official state documents over espresso & almond jam filled croissants. A favorite of Her Imperial Majesty. Albares handed her the document. The official state foreign policy. Already signed by the Foreign & Defense Ministers. It required only her signature now.

"Majesty, if you will."

She examined it judiciously with a typical regal grace. The Continental Empire was resolved. Friendship with Tarusa & Pelgasia had become directly relevant to national security. Justosia would make every attempt to stay out of war. However if war arises, Justosia would be on the right side. She then paused for a second. She wondered why Europe almost always seemed like it was on the verge of war. Land, money, pride, she figured. She ascended the document with her signature & the seal of the throne.

"Make my wishes a reality, Minister."

"Majesty.....please be careful. I don't know if there's such a thing as half getting into bed. Especially with nations like that. Tarusa and Pelgasia have tainted human rights records. You really think by aligning yourself with them that new territory will just manifest for the taking?"

"God will provide. My beloved husband was too reckless when it came to this art. God please rest his soul. He was crass where he needed to be polite and sometimes even polite where he needed to be crass. Those republics and reincarnated Communists to the west, let them squak and threaten. We must always prioritize our backyard. I want what Carlos wanted. There is a more peaceful, graceful way to get it though. A real empire. Notice even Tarusa's adversaries call it the empire? Very defacto definition of its power. We one day will have an empire that spreads the Gospels of Christ. Our Gospels. Helps the poor. Educates women. A true archipelagic empire. I will labor for that. I want to be remembered as a Sovereign who finished her late husband's crusade but in a more saintly way. Those ruffians to the west won't be so foolish as to make war I envision. We will bide our time. Lastly, don't publicize our deal with the Tarusans. Carlos should have known better than to release to the news military expansion as well."

"May God rest his soul indeed. He did gamble with the lives of fifty million people. I suppose he won. I mean, we didn't go to war. I pray that day never comes. I would also like to add that I think it prudent Your Majesty releases an official statement calling for peace. All of Europe. That should put you on the record and on a higher moral ground. Would lastly like to inform you that the frigate deal is being inked. Defense Minister Aguilar will advise you from here on this matter."


They turned the topic to lighter conversation & enjoyed the rest of their breakfast.
 
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Annabella's sleep was interrupted by a secure call from Defense Minister Aguilar. They were en route. The brief lasted only 2 minutes. The news was good. After the call she went to the palace chapel in a robe to pray. Imperial Guardsmen following as quietly as they could.
 

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The PM's motorcade had sped quickly here. It was a brisk, aggressive walk to Minister Fox's office.

"Get the fuck out of my way you little twit. I'm your bosses' boss."

He burst into the Finance Ministers' office.

"What is this?"

"What Your Excellency asked for. An accurate as possible, detailed, official, analysis of how much taxes will have to be raised by on citizens making two hundred and fifty thousand and up."

"YOU ASSURED ME FIFTEEN PERCENT...."

"One cannot hold numbers hostage. They're very fluid. It's twenty percent now. Bare minimum."

"I can't sell that. Not without damage politically.....elections coming up.....the economy.......our majority."

"Yes wouldn't it be haunting if you were the man to usher in an SDU majority. First in fifty two years. Anyway it's never cheap when a nation expands. Dare I say builds a fledgling empire. Taxes on the middle class may need to be considered as well."


Prime Minister Suarez slammed his right hand down on his desk. He was full of that old Justosian machismo. He never suffered bad news well. He was reelected by the slimmest majority for a Nationalist in 20 years.

"This could get me booted from office. Find a way to spin this so I don't have to. Or I'll take you down with me Felix."

"His Excellency is as charming as ever. Especially for a top government official not from a noble House. With no senate seat to go back to either. What ever would you do...."


The PM angrily left.
 

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The Imperial Jet landed on the black & wet tarmac. Its Talon II fighter escorts broke off. Rough weather berated Emperatriz Annabella as they had flown here, secretly. She didn't like flying. Despite how badly she did want to see the rest of Europe. One day. This visit was kept as secret as possible. Only after landing did they inform the Mayor of Feruña his Sovereign was entering the town via motorcade. Once word got out, the city erupted.

The police set up a parade route & as many barricades up as quickly as they could. An Imperial Guard platoon was deployed so security was quite adequate. She waived as the Imperial Limousine slowly crept along the route. Arriving at City Hall. A podium was quickly erected & seats taken as throngs of people gathered. She had no speech prepared. She would speak from the heart.

"People of Feruña, citizens of Puerta Island, I am so honored to have been able to step foot on this again sacred soil as your Sovereign. Suffer no more. Welcome home. As the security situation in the greater continent deteriorates, I could no longer watch you, our blood and family, go without. My priorities as protector of this land is elevation of the disadvantaged, especially little girls. Income inequality and certain lacking infrastructure are also concerns I will take back with me to our capital. Mainland, islands, no matter how small, we are one archipelago. One sub continent. I will remember your faces. I so seldom get the chance to leave the capital. This is a blessing from God. Your city is like a diamond in the rough. Let's polish every corner of our.....empire."

Roaring, standing ovation. Save for the few reactionary survivalists who happened to be in town from the backwoods. Also the hard core Social Democrats who started moving here in ever increasing numbers since 1969. End of speech. She had never actually called Justosia an empire publicly before. Flanked by automatic rifle toting Imperial Guards in body armor, she began shaking hands & offering blessings. She was really enjoying this. It had started to drizzle again. The greetings continued as the procession made its way into City Hall.
 

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The four heavy corvettes, financed partly by coming tax hikes, had finally made port in the empire's only major western city. Hometown of the Emperatriz. To make port in the capital would have taken another day. Upon docking, Fleet Admiral Alessandro was on hand to perform the very detailed inspection & classification naming. He greeted the Tarusan sailors. He informed them all their accommodations were paid for at Barceltia's finest hotel. After pleasantries he boarded a frigate with a naval R&D team. They made their way to the bridge. A Justosian light corvette was docked right beside it. Its Tarusan counterpart was bigger, longer, sleeker. The Defense Ministry of course had planned to fund a new generation class of corvette during the last buildup, but funds ran out very quickly. The navy instead invested heavily in short/medium range missle frigates.

"Fleet Admiral from what we see already, the control configurations, the specs on this software must be crazy. It's very polished. These came from monster shipyards."

"The armaments on this thing. Definetly not afraid to hunt for carriers......this has significantly increased our regional and mid range capabilities. If we found funds for more.....though perhaps not tempt fate. I want these test sailed by the best sailors we can find. Prince Nicol might be very interested in sitting in this Captains' chair. Find them yesterday. Go.
 
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Prince Julian's motorcade entered through the main gate. He hastily exited. Made a b line for the doors. The trek to the Crown Princes' wing of the residential wing of the palace.

Carlos III could hear him coming down the hall cursing his Imperial Guard detail.

"Yes kindly fuck off. Yours is a protection I don't want."

He slammed the door. His detail stood at attention outside. With Carlos' guards.

"You may need it one day though."

"Those guards look like the ones who want to kill me. Nationalist Protestants. All of them."

"You're still a Justosian. They'd fall in front of any foreign bullet for you. Just be thankful mi madre extended to you this courtesy, cousin."


Julian's glare became a semi amused smirk soon enough.

"Booze in here?"

"Booze is for homeless people. I have wine from the vineyards here and some Bourbon from Santeledo."

"The edge of the empire?"

"The edge of the world practically."

"I can't wait to make port there. Pour me some please cousin."


Over the years since revealing himself, Julian has developed a rapport with the man in front of him for the throne. So close, on paper anyway. In reality, further away than any foreigner could imagine. Carlos lobbied for him to be formally recognized. Julian is the only person alive who knows of his cousins' bisexuality. There was a degree of trust & respect. Protestant & Catholic. Air force & navy. Only son to distant nephew. They began drinking.

"Is the ISB monitoring me?"

"Probably."

"Will I get any money?"

"Talk to mi madre."
 

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Lord & Fleet Admiral Luis Alessandro's limousine had finally finished its long procession through the various Military Police & ISB checkpoints to enter the sprawling HQ complex. He entered with a volley of brisk salutes with his guards in toe. His 5 gold star rankings impossible to miss. Into his office with his polished Avalon rosewood desk. He sat down. Immediately he was handed briefs, dossiers, & everything else that requires his signature or seal. Going through these motions was more tedious as of late, because of none other than the one he swore an oath before Dios & Cristo to protect.

The Emperatriz had recently ordered the navy's brand new 3 aircraft carriers be retrofitted into amphibious assault ships that can double if the need be. This would save a ton of Justos. Luis could not have cared less. He remained livid over it. He had fought hard for those. When the late Emperador began the massive military modernization overhaul, it was almost like the second coming. The navy wouldn't be a joke anymore. Now his flagship was being downgraded. The economy didn't collapse last time, why would it now he believed. To top that off, the palace had removed some of the most aggressive Captains from the frigate fleet. They were reassigned to the sub force. He missed his dear friend Carlos II more each day. He despised this lurch to the center. He was an ardent Nationalist. Even the late Emperador thought he went a bit far at times. His House was the next in the blood line after House Francisco. Even though there remained very trace amounts of Francisco blood in his veins from marriages long ago. He knew better than to try making any claims. Theirs' was a family that lived for the water. His ancestor had helped found the navy.

Every night he begged Providence to bless him with that throne one day. Technically treason. Very much kept to himself. The changes he would make. Finish what his friend started. An aide entered.

"Lord Fleet Admiral, it's time for the scheduled video call with the Defense Minister. After which you must be en route to the palace to brief Her Imperial Majesty on the rogue Remion naval remnants in the Meridian."
 

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Prince Julian asked, & he received. The Captains chair on a new Defensor Class heavy corvette. The vessels purchased from Tarusa. Now they flew the blue, white, & gold.

"Maintain present speed and course. Cristo it doesn't even feel like we're sailing."

"Seas are smooth today Your Imperial Highness, but she is powerful."

"Some love the land First Officer. Some love the air. I love the sea. To die on the water would be beautiful. We're making for Puerta and Llave Islands. Those straits belong to us now. That means we are now a gatekeeper of the Meridian. We're to traverse each strait, each way. Then back to HQ. An empire surveys its additions. We're essentially a vanguard."


The orders were acknowledged. All 4 vessels of the new class were deployed. To provide the prince adequate protection. The seas were tame but the wind was high. They picked up their speed, flags fluttering.
 
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His Excellency sipped a vintage 1970 red as he took in another beautiful Justosian dusk. The latest from his PR consultants was blunt, he wasn't popular. The usual approval/popularity rating for a Nationalist PM was roughly 55%. His stood at roughly 51.5%. He didn't have the charisma his predecessor did. Nor the zeal for the job. He still wasn't sure if he would stand for reelection or call for a party vote for his successor. It was fine with him really. He didn't need this job. He would be fine with a true monarchy. A dutiful Nationalist, coming from money, who believes in the Divine Right of his sovereign & hell fire for her enemies.

There were more charismatic candidates in the party who could probably stave off a second SDU PM & administration. At least for a couple more generations anyway. Suarez had a temper & too often exemplified that stereotypical Justosian machismo. An image the Emperatriz was working, slowly & carefully, to shed. There is a pocket of Nationalist senators unhappy with some of the centrist reforms & course being charted, at least domestically, by Annabella I. Only a handful but still. This wasn't Felipe's sort though. A Justosian sovereign is chosen by God. Questioning them is way above his pay grade. He again went over the briefs on his desk. Playing with his pen between his fingers. He signed off on various initiatives & communiques.

The church a couple blocks down let its bell ring. 52 count. It was 9:10 PM. The moment the late Emperador was pronounced dead. He was 52. He knelt & prayed. As thousands more did throughout the Government, Business, & Residential Quarters of the capital. The winds were picking up. Blowing in cooler weather from up north & west...
 

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Annabella was awoken by the state phone by her bedside.

"Philippe, the time, I assume this is Priority Uno........blessed God. Yes. I shall have official documents to be forwarded to the Tarusan Embassy immediately. As for your plan to balance the budget.......calling for the legalization and taxation of Marijuana is farther than I was willing to go. I'm no reactionary......but I cannot and will not tolerate this amount of debt. I agree to this reluctantly. You have my seal for opening up a part of the new oil shelf reserves to internacional markets. This is good sense. The orders are in. The appropriate documents are in print, contacts being made. Liase with the press office from here. Goodnight."
 

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8:30 PM Justosian Time


Senate Speaker Tomás Castro (NCRA-AVALON) sat down to a late dinner. Occupational hazards of the job kept him at the senate late. Poor SOB. He was about to have another one. His phone rang from a secured number. However one does not assume the highest post in the senate by being a dullard. He knew only higher ranking government officials than he were capable of getting his phone number & calling it from an unknown one. He accepted the call.

".....Viva Justosia."

"Viva Justosia."

"Philippe. What is the meaning of this? Secret number?"

"Speaker tomorrow I am going to address your chamber. I am going to use my constitutional authority to submit a bill calling for the full legalization of Marijuana. Empire wide. You will vote for this bill. You will make sure it passes."

"I will do no such thing. The very suggestion is sickening. Go right to hell with whatever you're scheming at, Prime Minister."

"OH BUT YOU WILL YOU FIFTEEN
YEAR OLD FUCKER YOU."

There was silence on the other end.

"Tomás I never really liked you. I think you're fucking up my old job. You're a bore......just do what you're told....or the ISB may have to liase with you about some unpleasant business soon....."

The call disconnected.
 
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