"World War I," read loud announcements, "-earlier in a press conference, the king of Hidros ordered for war," and similarly, interviews and open debates circled the new stations. Opposition came loudly and openly, a retort the castle simply shrugged as unimportant. Once the king decreed, there was an argument.
Hours after the display; Igna found himself in the company of Emperor Essin, "-king Igna, I'm deeply indebted."
"No time for thanks yet," he narrowed over a dim-lit desk, "-war's no easy business. We will start by sanctioning sales of weapons and ammunition to the north. Reinforcements of our borders and the safety of trade routes come second. How we lead will dictate how we win."
'The king does not doubt the victory… what an amazingly terrifying man.'
