Frederick looks forward, along with the delegation behind him, he followed King Arin. He swallowed dryly, despite his experience in diplomacy.

He knew The Orbritush Kingdom has always been one of the most isolationist nations. They are most renowned for the export of Caellum, a rare commodity from the rest of the world.

The nation's predecessor, Orvitian Empire, used the continent's vast Caellum deposits to unite the world under its rule. The rule lasted a millennium, giving the Empire time in shaping the world into its image.

Now, the succeeding nation chose to close itself off. For one and a half-century, and due to desperation, Germania has now chosen to stick its hand in the hornet's nest, hoping for the best.

Frederick sighs and hopes that this move doesn't wake the sleeping giant, ushering in another era of war. The franks were enough problem, after all.

The door was opened, and the announcement resounded as the announcer shouted, "His Highness King Arin, Now declares the opening of this session." Frederick and his men waited in front of the door, waiting for their time to be called in.

Arin sat on his throne, gesturing for the entry of Frederick's delegation. They went in front, as the view fills the delegation with anxiety, as the men see the view of countless nobility looking in their direction.

Only Frederick, with his years of experience, stood straight and unaffected. Facing King Arin, he bows. "Your Highness, My name is Frederick, and in my King's stead, Germania is officially claiming the favor Siegfried owed to Germania, exchanged for with a request."

Arin gravely asks. "And what is it that you request of the royal family?" Frederick bows deeper, "The marriage between the two families, and an alliance that will last through a generation."

Arin stands. "I see, then the marriage between the two families will be sealed." Arin puts his hand above his heart. "But I, as a monarch, cannot decide to bet my nation on a mere favor." Arin gestures around, and "So your request can be discussed, within these halls."

Arin smiles maliciously, "You can discuss here, the reason as to why this nation, should support Germania in any military endeavors." Arin sits comfily, looking down at him.

Frederick swallows dryly as the piercing gaze of parliament, now increasing in intensity. He gestures towards the other member to take their seat as he readied their defence of an alliance.

The first man to stand was an old red-headed man, a lean, tall and inconspicuous old man. Alex stands proudly, and bows to the king, and looks towards the Germanian delegation. "Us Soreds, have great respect for Germania,"

He gestures at the medallion at his chest, proudly, "Our roots, after all, date back to Reinhard. The Germanian Knight that swore itself to Siegfried." He nods, respectfully

He dipped his head slightly and said softly, "So, with all due respect," He puts his hand in his heart. "Please, Sod off." Alex smiled with amusement, The men beside him nodding in agreement.

The various factions of parliament, looking with various degrees of agreement. However, one can see a head-shaking filled with exasperation from John Agrod.

Frederick looks a bit offended and stands. "I can understand your reluctance, General Alex. But the situation isn't as bad as what you might think."

He pulled out a paper and spoke with pride, reading the agreement signed. "As stated in this document, a truce has been reached with both the Franks and the Noxes."

He rolls the paper up and smiles with satisfaction. "A truce to last for 10 years, a more than enough time," He gestures around parliament. "For your nation to prepare."

Alex stood up, smile still filled with mirth. "Then it seems you have misunderstood, We do not wish for an alliance because we are unprepared."

"We do not wish for an alliance, because we see no good use of it." Alex shrugs, his smile turning into a grin. "Our enemies have been silent, the only enemy that is of any concern now is pirates and smugglers."

Frederick stayed silent in contemplation and spoke in a measured tone. "I see, then if the alliance involves a trade and research agreement. Will that be enough?"

A voice filled with authority answered Frederick's question. John stood up, intimidating as could be, and spoke with a voice, filling the halls with his presence. "That is not enough of a reason, to drag our men to war."

He spoke with a levelled gaze. "Especially now, that the Tzech Union is silent," He shakes his head. "We cannot allow them to move against us."

"For the last time, we allowed them," He points at the door. He looks around in contempt. "Should any of you be reminded of the repercussions?" The hall stays silent.

Frederick coughs, speaking with a bit more enthusiasm. "Then isn't that more reason, to side with us?" He gestured at one of the delegates to put down a blueprint.

It showed a ship filled to the brim with cannons. "This is the Galleon, It is equipped with cannons capable of launching projectiles at unimaginable speed."

John looks down from the stand, "I would admit this new cannon of yours, seems to be quite useful." John wave dismissively, "But we cannot simply declare a possible two-front war. the cost alone will be immense."

Frederick gestures at another delegate, "Then how about this, a blueprint we stole from the Franks." He slid his hand around the plans. "This was said to be a revolutionary invention, one that gave the Franks an edge during the war."

He pointed at a spot "The use of coal allowed the continuous production and manufacturing of materials. Materials the Franks used as an engine of war." He gestured for someone to put out military records. "As you can see from this, most of our engagements had us fighting outgunned."

"Only through bribing corrupt Frankish nobles did we get the blueprints to start our own engine." He raises to show it to the stands of parliament. "The same with us, the cost of production will plummet, allowing you to maintain a sizeable navy on both sides of the continent."

John looks intrigued as Alex nods excitedly, along with the faction they lead, talking of its implications. A few moments pass as the hall remains abuzz. A young woman of green hair spoke with a voice that resounded through the hall.

"That's good and all Lord Frederick," She points at the blueprints. "But those remain empty promises, Our country cannot be expected to fight on an empty promise."

She points at the Germanian delegation, "As we have discussed, We cannot fight a war with the Franks, with the possibility of Tzechian invasion."

"After all, if you can offer this to us, the Franks can surely offer it to them." Frederick stops in thought, only to nod in agreement. "I see, then we can make it so that the Orbritush Kingdom has a vested interest in Germanian sovereignty."

Frederick lets down the papers and the blueprints and sighs. I hoped it never reached this point. It seems King Wilhelm saw this coming. That's why he made me do this offer, and he massages his forehead as parliament look at him in suspense.

He bows his head towards Arin, making Arin look at him in confusion. He flourished his hand and spoke dramatically.

"Then we wish to combine our nations to create the Orvitian Commonwealth?"