Primus, Lancia
Erich sat in a chair on the balcony of the Royal Palace. A cool air blew over threw the evening as Erich’s dirty blonde hair fluttered a bit. He himself wore the Royal Regalia that he had been given as the Crown Prince, a light grey outfit trimmed with silver, with the Iron Cross sewn into it. His face was clean shaven, with light blue eyes that glew in the falling light of the evening.
He sighed as he continued to sip from a small round glass, full of what appeared to be some kind of liquor. Erich had lately after his father finally made him retire from military taken to a life of politics and international diplomacy. It was of course what he had been originally trained for, having had government has a part of education growing up, but it tired him. It was the life however he would have to accept, as one day he would ascend to the throne of Kaiser.
Erich looked out over Primus. It was vastly beautiful city, being one of the examples of Lancia’s continued growing industrial might. Powered electric lights were strung throughout the entire city, as vast airships left and entered dock. It was quite an amazing sight, thought Erich to himself, and he remembered he had been here some years ago looking at that same sight and that is why he decided to join the military.
A creaking noise could be heard as the door-way to the balcony opened, revealing a female royal guard. Flowing blond hair had been tied into a ponytail behind her, and baby blue’s eyes looked at Erich. A rifle rested on her back and a purely ceremonial sword at her hip. Erich stood up, taking a brief moment to look at her before embracing her, placing a kiss upon her lips.
“Hello my love, Alena.” said Erich, a loving caress in his voice. Erich released Alena from his grasp as she spoke.
“It has been to long love. Your father seems to have been sending you on a lot more diplomatic missions to Eisenkreis lately.” spoke Alena.
Erich paused for a minute, before responding.
“True...but it is not because our relationship with them is not stable. There is a noble there he wishes me to marry. He believes it will solidify the relationship between Lancia and Eisenkreis and open up the path to creating a Greater Lancian Union with Eisenkreis.”
“Eisenkreis is our brothers, but would they even agree to such a Union?” asked Alena, taking a seat along with Erich.
“It is very unlikely. I have seen the political and cultural situation in Eisenkreis and while they are still similar the differences grow each year. A union could cause instability issues as well as some friction between the government of our nation and Eisenkreis. It is that such, it will be unlikely for Eisenkreis to agree to such a Union.” responded Erich, taking another sip of his liquor.
Alena paused for a minute, merely listening to the ambient sounds of the balcony. She then turned to Erich.
“Have you spoken to your father about us?” quietly asked Alena. Her tone indicated she seemed to be worried.
“Alena, you are the finest royal guard we have, both my father and I entrust you with our life. However, even if he did give me a choice as who I could marry, he would not let me marry someone of common birth. If only I could try to get you into the field so you could earn the Iron Cross, then I could safely speak to my father about our relationship.” sighed Erich.
Both sat silently for the rest of the evening, enjoying each other's company. They seemed to have veered off their previous discussions and only talked about positive topics.