Julieanne Carter moved quickly through the grand halls of Volkshalle. The message she had just received from the Minister of Defense was urgent. The Triesenberg Fleet, massive and fully armed, was stationed just outside their maritime borders. It wasn't an act of aggression—yet—but it was clear they weren't there for routine patrols. She needed to inform Alexander immediately.
Reaching the Supreme Leader's office, she knocked firmly, not waiting for the usual formalities. When she entered, Alexander was seated at his desk, his focus on reports scattered in front of him. He looked up, a slight frown crossing his face.
"Julieanne?" he asked, sensing the importance of her arrival.
"Sir, the Triesenberg Fleet has arrived just outside our waters. They've stationed their carriers, battleships, submarines—their entire Black Continent Fleet is there. Minister of Defense Thompson is requesting an emergency meeting to discuss our response."
