Two days have passed since the tragedy struck the two neighboring empires. Alexander, who should be spending his time with his family and honeymoon with Sophie, is instead stuck at his desk along with his ministers and generals giving him updates on the current situation of the circumstances the western powers are having right now.
The stress and constant workloads have led him back to smoking again as the ashtray holds a hill of ash and cigarette butts. A samovar has been moved into his office to supply him with hot water for tea and coffee. His meals were brought to him by the palace staff.
"It is a good thing that Emperor Licht is more cool-headed compared to Kaiser Wilheim. They too believe that this is also an attack by a Black Hand, now we can't do much about their internal affairs because that is a state issue but what we can do is help them by giving intel about what we know about the Black Hand," Alexander puffs on a cigarette.
