Albion one year later after the war
V.R Day (victory over Reconquista day)
P.O.V Hans
BRRRROOOOOOOMMMM
over across the skies were the first squadron of spitfire's flying across the streets of Londinium, on the streets a soldiers armed with either a Bren or an Enfield are marching in columns with armoured cars, Daimler MK2's behind them and the artillery battalion behind them with new 155mm howitzers being trailering by either half-trucks or jeeps and behind are the Panzergrenadier regiment, and behind them are the tank battalion of AB's tanks, right now I was in the both right saluting the troops next to the prime minister of Albion, sir Richard Dawn, a noble who sponsorship the rebellion, he never did follow Reconquista because he lost his son to them, he was a loyal person to the royal family before their death and only wanted the best for Albion
''in all my life I never thought that we would make it this far'' said Richard
''it's the people that made it possible, with the things I offered to them, the freedom, the equality they made it possible'' I said
''yes, but for how long before the rest of halkeginia takes it away from us before they have enough of commoners governing them self's'' Richard said
''it won't be long before we have another war with us involved'' I said
''how long before we got, and will we be able to win?'' said Richard
''don't worry I have a plan just in case'' I said
Tristain capital
P.O.V Henrietta
Henrietta was certain for one thing right now, is that she has a headache, sitting inside her tea room enjoying a new literature from Albion called a comic, basically a picture book but more detailed and the words are actually are being said by the characters themselves by a speech bubble, the comic is called commando strike witches, it's about a bunch of female commoners that are accused of being witches and escape to Albion and then using a machine called a plane similar to the dragon's raiment that Saito has that are fighting against an army of wild Dragons sent by Gallia
in front of her she forced herself to look up at the two men who are before her, concealing her discomfort as she did so. the one on the left wore a white cloak with a steel Gorget around his neck identifying him as a royal dragon knight. he had blue eyes, blond hair and a blond hair and a neatly trimmed moustache on his upper lip.
"Your majesty, we must begin preparations immediately. We can no longer afford to wait." said the man.
"General de Gramont please, you are overreacting"
The other man stepped in. He was an elderly man, with grey hair and the thin frame. he wore clothes that marked him as a priest. Henrietta looked at the man who was tipped to be the next in line for the throne of Romalia's Holy Emperor and Pope, but declined to continue serving the Tristain royal family
"Your majesty, General de Gramont is right. We have let those commoners in Albion running about for too long."
Henrietta sighed. It had been almost a year since the commoners of Albion had deposed of Reconquista and Albion consulate and declared themselves an independent republic. when word got out, Henrietta and many of those in the conservative factions of the government rejoiced for it would finally mean peace for the countries of Tristein and Germania. But recently nobles from Albion had fled to Germania seeking political asylum. Henrietta did not know but it seemed that nobles from Albion had gotten themselves allies within the Germanian court and soon everybody seemed to be clamouring for another invasion. Henrietta looked up at the men in front of her, telling her that her small little country must yet again fight another war
"Bishop Mazarin, I do not see the reason why we must concern ourselves with how another country decides to run itself. They seem to keep mostly to themselves after all. Why should we help restore those who have once been our enemies?" She said referring to the remaining nobles that escaped from Albion
"That would all be very well if that was true" responded Bishop Mazarin,
"But their merchants had been trading with our cities along the seaward coasts for some time. Now we don't have a problem with their goods, they have always dealt with us honestly. However, there is a problem with the ideas that they sell to our people"
"Ideas?" Henrietta asked.
"Yes." continued Mazarin with a nod.
"Their merchants have been feeding our people with all sorts of nonsense you wouldn't even believe, commoners governing themselves, voting, freedom of speech! It is all absolute nonsense! Complete madness!" He emphasized.
"The world was born with a natural order for a good reason. The nobility was meant to govern over commoners. That was the way the founder Brimir intended for us to live and to go against that order is no less than heresy"
"Furthermore" General Gramont added
"our ally, Germania, is already preparing for war against Albion and has formally requested that we do the same. Your majesty, if we do not comply, there is a good chance that they might break off the alliance, and if that were to happen…"
General Gramont trailed off but Henrietta already knew the consequences of a broken alliance, tensions had remained high between Gallia and Tristein boarders. If Germania were to back out from the alliance, Joseph would without a doubt use that chance to invade Tristein. Henrietta shuddered at the thought of her poor country being reduced into a field of ashes.
Bishop Mazarin spoke up
"Your majesty, our path remains clear. If we were to do nothing, if Germania does not break our alliance, then the common people of Tristein would also begin to rebel and Tristein would be engulfed in a civil war. However, if Tristein does participate with Germania in the invasion then your majesty could ensure the minimum amount of civilian casualties and return the country to its natural state of order with little trouble"
Henrietta thought carefully about what Bishop Mazarin said for a moment. It made sense, she knew Germania would take Albion anyways, with or without Tristein. But if Tristein did involve itself in this war, Henrietta could personally ensure the prevention of civilian casualties just as Mazarin had said. However, she couldn't shake the uneasy feeling she got when she thought about another invasion. She couldn't help but remember how she had almost come so close to losing her best friend during the final hours of the invasion. After several moments of silent thought
"Leave me, I must think about this," she said
Bowing in respect, the two men left the room leaving Henrietta to herself, while another leader is getting a headache
Albion
Hans sitting on the chair next to his desk checking out the new M1911 pistols as well as new documents that has information on what's happening in the courts of Germania, Tristain and Gallia and so far it's not looking good, when the ambassadors of Germania and Tristain ''requested'' me to disband parliament and abolish the current Laws and system so they may restore the 'Natural order' in Albion and not only that the also 'requested' that I go to Trastian and be placed in a political custody and offer safe passage, of course me and parliament said no, the people of Albion wouldn't allow it seeing their hero is taken away, even old man, Victoria, and Matilda threw a fit about it, speaking of which here she is
''Hans I'm back''
''hallo Matilda how was Tiffania and the orphanage?'' I asked smiling
''she's going fine and she and the kid's also say's hello'' said Matilda
Matilda stayed with me ever since we ever meet just in case I did anything funny such as backstabbing or if I'm no different than Reconquista, in which I did prove her wrong multiple times, she even became clingy after I saved her from four mages when she was cornered and lost her wand, I managed to meet Tiffania a month after the war with Matilda, we talked, we laughed and then we became friends, and I wasn't that bad with the children in the orphanage
''So, what's the word Hans, is the tensions getting higher or is it war?'' she asked
''it's war, it's been confirmed, the spy's in the courts reported the nobles including the princess agreed to join the war with Germania, Gallia, on the other hand, is staying neutral'' I said
''how are we going to drive off the invasion? you always have a plan, and most of them fail but they always work in the end'' she said
''We do what the Japanese did to the Americans'' I said
''the who? never mind what did they do?''
''pearl harbour''
Tristein Magic Academy
It was night time in the Tristein Magic Academy. magical familiar Saito Hiraga looked over his master sleeping peacefully on her bed. Recently, rumours had spread around the students that Tristein was preparing for another invasion against Albion. But his concerns weren't for himself. They were for Louise. He knew little punkette master would not hesitate to fight for her dear friend and now sister, Queen Henrietta. It killed him inside to know that the woman he loved would have thrown herself in harm's way once again. As Saito brushed some hair of her sleeping face, he knew he would give his life for her in need be. And he would cut down anyone that would ever even think of harming her.
Tristein palace
Henrietta fell back into her chair in shock grabbing the arms to support herself from falling. Wide-eyed she stared at a piece of paper on her desk as if it were repulsive animal. Germania had sent an ultimatum stating that if Tristein does not honour their treaty and take part in the invasion of Albion along with their forces, Germania would break their alliance with Tristein and cease all forms of diplomatic contact. Henrietta shuddered as her worst fears had been realized. If she refused to take part in the invasion, Tristein would be sure to be reduced to nothing more than ashes. She had no choice. She could not put it off any longer. For the survival of her country, Tristein must once again go to war.
The following day, Tristein publicly declared war on Albion. The streets ran with patriotic fervour as young hotheads enlisted themselves for war. Many of them believed that the war would be over before the winter giving them just enough time for a quick grab at glory and fame. However, not all men were as enthusiastic about the war effort. Older and wiser men who had taken part in the previous invasion of Albion had seen the true horrors of war then. And now as these men were conscripted for battle once more, they couldn't help but feel uneasy at the thought of returning to the country that had almost killed them, Albion.
Authors note's
some of you will seem familiar or recognize that some of the writing is from Drifter series: Revolution and Freedom, which some of it is but with some changes. the only reason why is because I suck at politics, I have asked for permission from the owner but I didn't get any world for a couple of weeks now, and looking at his profile I don't think he's been on since 2017, but if anyone knows if he's own tell him, and if he wants it off, I'll think of something
