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Hwa Young who suddenly appeared with a towel in her hand took advantage and start to wipe Mies sweats, she can't take her eyes off his unbelievable stature and started to touch his abs and chest."It's real…also can you please stop poking at my chest?…". (Mies)"ah!..um..sorry..". (Hwang Hwa Young)Embarrassed by her own act, like an innocent girl she covers her face with her hands."it's okay….what are you doing here?..". (Mies)Wearing a simple white T-Shirt that Bang Dae Jung brought to him, Mies asked Hwa Young."umm..the breakfast, it's ready…could you eat it with me?..it feels a bit odd for me to dine by myself at your house right?…". (Hwang Hwa Young)She actually wanted to act angry with Mies and asked him why he doesn't eat breakfast, but as she was standing in front of him, her whole plan was spoiled when she saw the man was half-naked.In Fantasma the Winter last for 6 months, starting from the month of October to march, at the same time in January and to March. Usually, around this time everything was stopped, even wars were seldom fought at this time frame, it's also the time where the death toll was on the highest rate, millions of people died at this time of the years. But unlike other nations in Fantasma, Aeternum was the one that won't stop developing, various project was under-way it's constructions, what more bizarre about it no people died at the time, no one died due to that cold nor starvations.The refugee who comes from all over the place thought Aeternum, New City were just another fortified city or town that can shelter them from the stampede and winter. At first, they thought this will be the same as other cities, where they will be struggling to survive the moment they set foot in it. Instead, their perception and predictions were proven wrong, the people and the City itself treat them
Under my command, I ordered an extensive military training, I knew that it's only a matter of time before anyone from the Alemia Nation make contact with me or my government. I spent most of my time here in the military base, training my soldiers for every situation."45 minutes…that's is quite good, but it can be better..You all got information to be utilized..yet somewhat you were delayed by a few militias carrying a pitchfork and shovels…Like I said you all are soldiers of Aeternum…each and every single one of you need to be decisive!!…If the target were hostile that can harm you or your comrade, you take it down!!.. WAR IS MESSY AND UNFORGIVING!!…remember this, you fight so that your loved one won't have to…YOU KILL SO THAT YOU CAN PROTECT!!…indecisive will kill you, failure will destroy you and everything you have ever fought for…UNDERSTOOD!!.."."YES SIR!!!". (Soldiers)The practice skirmi
"Are these guys trying to cause any problem?.."."It's..?!.". (Prince Amariss)"Shut it, boy…did I ask you anything?…..Thought so..Alma…".Just as the Prince wanted to speak, I cut him off and glare at him. His entourage tries to back him up, but seeing how unfazed I am even with their minuscule threat, the prince and his guards shrink. I turned and looked at the flower shop owner Alma once again, asking for her replies."Your Excellency Mr. President..it's an honor to grace us with your presence…This man here is the Crown Prince of Alemia Nation, Prince Amariss Alemia Romella..". (Alma)"Alma…just get to the point, stop with the flattering…tell me everything…".I got no time to listen to the unnecessary banter, Medieval people tend to go roundabout about everything, as I made myself comfortable in t
After his last encounter with the President of Aeternum himself in the flower shop 2 days ago. Prince Amariss has been contemplated his choice, and it seemed today was his last day to think, as he rumors of Alemia Nation Noble representative has somehow circulated in the New City.Prince Amariss was sitting in his hotel room with his other 3 knights, contemplating what to do next. Should they delay their moves, for sure the Nobles will be the ones who's going to make the first contact, by then, not only he would fail to completed his task but also his safety will be jeopardized."My Prince..what shall we do?..". (Knight Lucas)Lucas was the oldest knight from the royal guard, he stayed with the Prince in his own accords just to make sure the last heir of the Romella family will live. He was the part of the small bunch that knew the actual stated of Alemia nation and the reason for the conflict that has plagued the whole nation."Right now
The moment Prince Amariss and his knights legally entered the Aeternum border, he was treated differently, he was escorted by a large number of Police vehicles and were directly send to the Aeternum Black House. They were treated as per their position was supposed to, Upon Entering the Black House, they were immediately directed to the Conference room."Nervous?...".Entering the room, I saw the prince who seemingly unsettled but somewhat resolves. As they saw me walking in all 4 of them immediately stands up, I offered my hand and shake theirs, and take my seat."I have decided to follow your advice, President Mies..". (Prince Amariss)"Yes you did…and that is good because Aeternum doesn't do secret stuff…if someone needed our help, I prefer they do it by following the right way…now, pleasantries aside…how may I help you, Prince Amariss.."."I need your help…my country need your help…".
Prince Amariss signed the deal as soon as he saw my demands, my demand was fairly simple and straight forward. One, Aeternum will be given 3 territories bordering Aeternum (300km2). Two, Aeternum shall be given full tax exclusion for 50 years on any business owned by Aeternum or Aeternum Citizen in the Alemia Nation. Third, Aeternum holds full border access to Alemia Nation. Forth, Alemia Nation were forbidden to enter any war against any country (Except for self-defense)unless we're given permission by Aeternum. Fifth, By no means Alemia Nation can attack Aeternum for 100 years.Prince Amariss were baffled as to why do I seem to want such an odd request, normally people would want money and woman. Instead, I was asking for policies, he can't wrap his mind as to what I was thinking. In fact, I think fewer people in this would even request the things that I demand. My demand will actually enable me to control Alemia as a puppet without them even knowing, of course, people
All the preparations for the Alemia nations alliance were already finished, the spies were also in the Alemia nations, currently sniffing out secrets and information on the targets. Due to this, I have also detected some bad news, that there's a noble army waiting for Prince Amariss to return, Thanks to that, Prince Amariss and his entourage were unable to relay the news to her mother.Of course, this matter was only known by me and my people, The Prince who was in a good mood already started to leave New City, Luckily the Immigrations Department were able to block them and send them to my Black House. Currently, I and the Prince were sitting opposite each other, The Prince were suspicious but only able to wait for me to speak."Prince Amariss, we need to get this Alliance out…"."...Surely, but why?..". (Prince Amariss)Feeling odd, but he doesn't dismiss the idea."Because unfortunately, You and your men were unable to leave
"Although she was a Queen, She was also a woman, a daughter, and most importantly a human…I'm sure if anyone were put in the same situations as her, will result to do the same right?..". (Mr. Paul)Without any restraint, Mr.Paul @ Deejay Skelly tells the story about how the Queen Romella was taken advantage of and how the noble made her look like a tyrant. His revelation has made every single listener, realize the true story about Alemia conflict, and sympathize with the current Queen plight."A few days ago, A diplomatic representative from Alemia nation has come to Aeternum seeking for asylum and help…Our great President has spent a time to have a heartful talk with them…and has taken the opportunity to launch an investigation on their claim..that is how we're able to find out the truth..". (Mr.Paul)All the listeners nodded in agreement as if they agree and approve the brilliant move by the Aeternum President. Everyone in Alem
“Minister Andrea, Her Majesty sends word. She invites you to join her in the council chamber once your tour is complete.”Andrea nodded without looking at him. “Tell her I’ll return shortly. Let her know the city has spoken louder than any court could.”The young man paled but bowed again and hurried off.Andrea resumed walking. “They’re ashamed. Helen saw the city, I’m sure. She knew I’d see this mess.”“She should be ashamed,” Jessica said. “But she’s trying. And she listened to her uncle, at least.”“Yes,” Andrea admitted. “That’s the only reason we’re even here.”They continued walking in silence until they reached the edge of the once-thriving industrial sector. The machinery was still, some pieces looted, others rusting like ancient bones. Andrea crouched beside a discarded engine part, running her fingers over the insignia stamped on the metal.“Aeternum-built,” she whispered. “We left it here. And they left it to rot.”She stood, her voice tightening. “No more gifts. No more r
“I come bearing news from President Mies,” Andrea said. “He has authorized me to reestablish economic relations between Aeternum and Hallerus.”The words fell like rain on droughted soil. Gasps. Whispers. And then—cheers stifled by etiquette.Helen blinked. “You’re serious?”Andrea raised a brow. “I don’t waste time, Your Majesty. Our logistics and trade units will begin routing initial shipments within two weeks. In exchange, we’d like preferred trading status for key Hallerian exports. Wheat. Marble. Blackvine spices.”Helen nodded rapidly. “Of course. Anything.”Andrea turned her gaze slightly. “Be aware: the initial tariffs will reflect… the past breakdown in our diplomatic relations.”A slight smile touched her lips. Not warm. Calculated.Helen bowed her head, just enough. “A fair penalty. One we accept.”Andrea’s expression softened—barely. “Good. Then consider today the first page in a new chapter.”Helen stepped forward. “Minister Andrea, may I speak plainly?”Andrea nodded on
“We’re sending an envoy,” I said. “I want a diplomatic team ready to leave within the week. Formal clothes, soft language, but firm posture. They’ll deliver the proposal to reopen channels with Hallerus.”Andrea raised an eyebrow. “And if they hesitate?”“They won’t,” I said. “Helen’s smarter than she was. She knows what Aeternum means now—not just power. Stability. Progress. A future. Her people know it too. They’re already lining up to buy our products again. Her economy needs us more than she’d ever admit.”Andrea took notes. “Do we offer full partnership or just trade?”“Start with trade. Let her work for the rest.”Elijah crossed his arms. “You’re playing the long game.”“Always,” I said. “She showed backbone. Now she has to show consistency. If Hallerus stays clean, stays reformed, we talk alliance in two years. Maybe joint ventures. Maybe intelligence sharing.”Andrea looked up. “And if they regress?”“Then the gloves come off,” I said. “I owe Merrica nothing now. The ledger is
“Shadow diplomacy?”“Shared progress,” I corrected. “No puppet states. No conquest. We build allies, not subjects.”“And if she fails?”“She won’t.”“You trust her?”“I trust momentum.”Silence settled between us. Weighty. Calculated.“She came to the edge,” I said. “She looked down. She chose to climb.”I placed my palm on the table. Pulled up the interlink data from the last ACIA relay. A still frame of Helen and Merrica, standing beside a new council—half of them former commoners. Not a single noble.“She’s rewriting the code of kingship,” Elijah said.“She’s writing history.”Elijah nodded. “I’ll alert the Council of Governors. Phase One integration can begin. Cultural exchange programs. Civil training volunteers.”“Quiet. Measured.”“As always.”I watched the horizon past the glass. My reflection stared back. Older now. Sharper.“Hallerus lives,” I said.Elijah placed the closed folder back into his case. “And Aeternum listens.”I sat behind the presidential desk, sunlight spilli
"Your Majesty, to attempt full restoration in so short a time—""Will cost," she interrupted. "Yes, I know. But the people have paid enough. Now it’s our turn."What followed was a flurry of action unlike anything Hallerus had seen in decades. Labor crews moved out in droves. Merchants were granted tax reprieves to reopen. Public works officials received emergency authority. For once, the gears of governance turned swiftly.But still, the people watched with wary eyes.In the village of Elbarrow, a merchant shook his head as soldiers repaired a broken bridge."They say it’s Queen Helen’s will," he muttered. "But we've heard such promises before.""Aye," replied a farmer, watching with folded arms. "But maybe this time it sticks. She walked among us, didn’t she? My cousin swears she saw her with the duke."Rumors of the queen’s journey spread like wildfire. With them came cautious hope.One evening, at a small gathering hosted by village elders in Merrowind, Helen removed her hood and
"Transparency will be paramount. Council sessions will be documented, and decisions made in conjunction with the Crown will be communicated openly. This is not a move to consolidate power, but to distribute it wisely, ensuring that the governance of Hallerus reflects the will and welfare of its people."Lord Dallren, who had been silently observing, stepped forward. "Your Majesty, such a council could indeed bridge the gap between the Crown and the nobility, fostering unity. I support this initiative."A ripple of agreement spread through the assembly.Helen continued, "Furthermore, to address the grievances of our citizens and promote economic growth, we shall implement reforms aimed at equitable taxation and the eradication of corrupt practices that have long plagued our administration."Duke Merrica added, "These reforms will not only strengthen our internal stability but also enhance our standing among neighboring realms, fostering alliances and trade relations."Viscount Rellan,
A murmur of agreement rippled through the assembly.Helen's gaze swept over the room, her eyes meeting those of each noble in turn. "I have summoned you here not only to reaffirm our unity but to propose measures that will ensure the stability and prosperity of Hallerus for generations to come."Viscount Rellan, his earlier defiance now replaced with a veneer of compliance, inclined his head. "Your Majesty, what measures do you propose?"Helen took a measured breath. "Firstly, we shall establish a council comprising representatives from each noble house. This council will serve as an advisory body, ensuring that all voices are heard and that governance is conducted with transparency and fairness."Baroness Yvette Darrow, her scepticism barely concealed, arched an eyebrow. "And what powers would this council hold, Your Majesty?"Helen met Yvette's gaze unwaveringly. "The council will have the authority to propose legislation and oversee its implementation. However, ultimate executive p
Amidst the turmoil, Duke Merrica found himself face-to-face with Lord Dallren."Merrica," Dallren sneered, blood trickling from a wound on his brow. "Betraying your own kind for that girl?"Merrica's grip tightened on his sword. "My loyalty lies with Hallerus, not with those who would see it rot from within."Their blades met in a fierce exchange, each strike echoing their clashing ideologies.Nearby, Baroness Yvette confronted Queen Helen."Your Majesty," Yvette began, her tone almost mocking, "you've become quite the thorn in our side."Helen met her gaze unwaveringly. "And you, Baroness, have leeched off this kingdom for too long."Yvette smirked, drawing her dagger. "Let's see if you're as formidable with a blade as you are with words."As the battle raged on, it became evident that the Queen's Faction held the advantage. The support of the common folk had bolstered their numbers, and the corrupt nobles' forces began to waver.Count Vorell, witnessing the disarray, turned to his r
A trusted royal scribe—a man who had served the palace for over a decade—was found dead before sunrise. A dagger coated in poison was discovered strapped to his leg. The second attempt followed soon after.A servant carrying tea for the Queen was intercepted before she could enter the throne room. Hidden beneath the silver tray was a vial of deadroot extract, a lethal poison. The servant, after interrogation, confessed that her family had been taken hostage by nobles who ordered the hit.Then came the third, fourth, and fifth attempts. Archers on rooftops. Explosives set along the Queen’s carriage route. Blades hidden in the folds of a courtier’s robes.Each time, the assassins failed. Each time, they disappeared without a trace. Helen knew who was behind it. But rather than show fear, she faced the storm head-on.Seated in her war room, Helen traced her fingers along a map of Hallerus, where red ink circled enemy strongholds. Duke Merrica stood beside her, arms folded, his sharp eyes