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-The Capital City of Arkillia-

The low hanging sun in the horizon cast its golden rays across the cities, the light shining off the towering docks and sky scrapers. The skyline was abuzz with airship activity as the lazily moved through the air. A middle aged Valkyerian leaned back in her chair, staring out her window at the picture before her. She sat in a formal office, not adorned with extravagant decorations, but with a more simple, tame furnishings. The old desk she sat at was covered in various papers, folders, and books, creating a chaotic mess that seemed impenetrable to the anyone but the woman who created that mess. To her, everything was right where it needed to be. 

The woman rose from her desk and stretched as she walked over to the large window that filled her room with the golden light of the sunset. She watched a formation of patrol aircraft fly by and sighed longingly. It had been far too long, in her mind, since she had been up in the air. Just then, a knock on the door was heard. 

"Yes? What is it?" She asked

"Sorry to disturb you madam Chancellor, but I have a message for you. Its quite important."

"Come in." 

A man entered the room with a nod and walked over to her with the letter. 
"It's from the new ambassador from Zenovia. He wants to meet with you soon and this letter is to explain why, apparently."

"That was fast. Didn't he just... nevermind. Thank you Antony." With that, Antony left the room as the Chancellor walked back over to her desk. Opening the letter, it read:

Dear the Esteemed Chancellor Helena Vortzeria,

As you may be aware, her Majesty Miruna, princess Miruna, is to eventually arrive here in Avalia after an initial trip to a land south of here. In order to better prepare the coming engagement, I would like to better clarify the positive feelings Zenovia has towards Avalia and establish links between our respective nations. In other words, I would like to set up a treaty of mutual trust and defense, in order to foster even greater goodwill between our nations.

-Sincerely, Serghei Blocare, Zenovii Ambassador to Avalia

"Interesting.... Zenovia wants to be friends uh? They could be a useful ally... maybe.... right then!" she pressed the intercom button on her desk. "Antony, could you please arrange a meeting between me and the Ambassador of Zenovia just after lunch?" 

"Yes ma'am. That shouldn't be too hard considering your meeting with Senator Roland isn't until seven."

"Good. Thank you."

Helena sat back in her chair and began to dig through her pile on her desk before finally finding her pen and paper. "Yekaterina shouldn't have a problem with this, but I should contact her just in case...."

Letter to the Premier Commissar Yekaterina Velikaya of the People's Republic of Kataylabinsk.

Premier Commissar Yekaterina, it has been far too long since I have wrote personally too you. I've been quite busy as of late as some interesting new developments have ate up my time, however, I feel that these new events are definitely worth reading for you. This will, hopefully, make your day a little better with some potentially good news.

First and foremost, there has been an interesting development with the Kingdom of Verendes. Up until now, both myself and my government have taken little interest in our monarch neighbor, though activity along the border has increased. Reports from scout planes and border posts have stated that border military bases and instillation have been expanding rapidly, particularly their barracks. This hints of a possible military build up happening within the nation. They are gearing up for something, and I think both of us know what. Now, here's were things get strange. 

A border post had a message dropped on it not to long ago from an unidentified aircraft. Small prop plane most likely. The message contained a plea for help from a political group within the Kingdom. It was a liberal faction, who said that their government might face a coup soon and potentially start wasteful wars with its neighbors. It wanted my support in elevating them to hopefully take power and turn their nation from a true monarchy to a constitutional one at best, rather than a hostile dictatorship. 

Now, of course, I did not completely trust this, so currently I have an agent in the nation making contact with this liberal faction. I have yet to hear from him, so I'm not counting on anything yet. Hopefully, if the operation is successful, we might able to begin working towards having another democratic, free nation in this world, and more importantly, another ally. One that will undermine the Commonwealth even more. 

Secondly, I have been contacted by the ambassador of Zenovia here, stating that they want to warm up relations between our countries by having the monarch visit. While I'm not all too thrilled to have the Princess arrive, she is but a figure head in their parliament, and the potential of having another ally in this world is very much worth it. I hope you have no problems with adding Zenovia into our fold, as they are slowly crawling their way out their old, oppressive government traditions. 

It seems we won't be alone in this world when the fascist, tyrannical states attempt to erase the beacons of democracy and freedom. 

Signed
Helena Vortzeria, Chancellor of Avalia

As she folded the paper, she slipped a smaller piece into the letter before calling in her secratary and having it mailed. It read:

Oh, and a personal note, can you send me some of that vodka we had when I last visited? I cannot for the life me find anything that is comparible here!

-Thanks

Ava casually munched on some jerky as she lifted her Nachtfeuer into the air without incident, haven't not eaten since yesterday morning After circling the airfield, waiting for the rest of the squadron, she leveled out next to the Old Fart inside the formation. She took this opportunity to get a good look at everyone's aircraft. Yesterday, she had stayed in the air a bit longer, just to triple check that everything was safe before landing. By the time she had touched down, everyone was too exhausted or busy with repairs to chat with about their aircraft. She smiled warmly as she gazed at each aircraft. They all had their own personality, little details that revealed things about the pilots who flew them. 

Her headset came to life after a brief moment of silence. It was her supposed flight lead, Roland, checking in. "This is Falke, I read you Hauptmann and I got a question for you." Ava responded. "Vhere ve going... this, "New Haven". Vhat exactly is this place? It's a supposed paradise in the desert, yes, but vhat makes it so? Not to mention, being zuch a place, it vill attract the unvanted attention of the others, so vhat vill this place be like?" she asked. Not only did Ava know little of this New Haven, but she had never really been anywhere outside of Europe to begin with. 

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