"Gentleman. Ladies." Alfred looked down the table at the inner circle members who were present. A large map of the Commonwealth was spread along the table, and a few chess pieces were placed on it. The war was coming, and Alfred knew it. "Let us avoid all the formalities and get straight into it. William."
Turning to the old general, he crouched over the table. "By now, Marcus should have landed in the south with his small force. Whilst it is hardly anything, the rabble the Commonwealth can put together is nothing compared to our own, even if they tried to imitate us." Small dry chuckles echoed in the room as William placed a few pieces on the map.
