The King's Half Jubilee (Signed up players only)

[Nachmere]

Palace Avenue, Nachmeriya

The long, elderly Mercedes 600 rolled to a stop. An immaculately dressed Royal Guard's Sergeant opened the door and saluted. Queen Yael Kashat stepped out, her canary yellow, conservative dress complimenting her tanned complexion. The 49 year old queen smiled at the Sergeant and at the photographers, as King David Kashat the Second stepped out. He was 52 years old, and spent 25 on the crown, nearly half of his life in the absolute spotlight. As he was to review troops, he wore his military dress uniform. The uniform was relatively simple, a dark olive green jacket and trousers, white shirt, and a black beret. The king wore his ceremonial rank of Rav Matzbi (Field Marshal), with a crossed sword and olive branch crowned by a laurel wreath and crowned lion's head. On his left hip he carried his sabre, and on his right an M1935 pistol. The king returned the Sergeant's salute and offered his hand.
"How are you doing Dani? A bit warm for a parade isn't it?"
"All part of the job His Royal Majesty" the Sergeant replied.
It was very hot for a parade. Humidity was above 80% and the temperature was around 34 degrees in the shade.

Last out of the car was sixteen years old Princess Tzvia. Her dark skin and lanky figure mirrored her mother, and though the King kept a decent figure the was no doubt the child took after he mother. Her gait was proud and her posture straight as an arrow, as expected from a teenager taught to look the part of a royal from childbirth. But something in her eyes was mischievous, constantly prepared to break into laughter. Her father also had such eyes as a child. She smile at Sergeant Dani happily.

General Bazak, the Chief of Staff of the Royal Army, approached the king and gave a salute.
"His Royal Majesty, I offer the congratulations of the Royal Army, Royal Air Force, Royal Navy and Royal Marines on the 25th year of your reign!"
The King saluted back.
"Thank you General"
"May I escort you to meet out distinguished foreign guests?"
"You may indeed"

With that the royal family followed General Bazak towards the VIP seating area. The avenue was decorated with blue white and red banners, royal crests and balloons. The Kings army boots reflected his image, having been spit shined by an aide, but he could not see it, for like his daughter he was raised to walk chin up, eyes forward...At least in public. Tens of thousands of jubilant Nachmereans lined the Avenue on both sides, waving flags and drinking free beer. The king walked up the steps to the seats and began greeting his guests.

OOC: FIrst come first served with the introductions. Feel free to interact with each other. Let's see how long we run the parade part of this. feel free to ooc as needed but please make good, solid IC posts because we all put time into this happening.

[Asucki]

Eiver Ailtrain’s figure betrayed him to his life of relative ease and comfort. With his portly, friendly-looking face and figure, one could tell merely from his appearance that he enjoyed indulging in life. If his physical features didn’t put the issue to rest, his current status of drinking and laughing along with the other diplomats probably did. The Asuckian government had certainly sent the right man for the job.

The ambassador wore a black tailored suit and tie, a sight very uncommon in his homeland. This occasion was significant enough to warrant it, however. The other diplomats from the Asuckian delegation sat with him, enjoying themselves as well as taking in the experience. They varied in physique and personalities, but they held common ground in that most of them were fresh out of college and eager to pursue a career in the diplomatic field. Eiver felt that chaperoning a group of rookies around made his job harder, but hadn’t felt like taking it up with the Department of Foreign Affairs.

Eiver finished quietly telling a mildly funny joke to another member of the Asuckian diplomatic corps, which warranted a small laugh. Feeling pleased with his own humorous wit, the large ambassador took another sip of wine and leaned back a ways in his chair. The approach of King David Kashat the Second and General Bazak placed his psyche firmly back into his role as representative of the entire country, giving him the motivation to bother with his appearance. Sitting himself up properly, Eiver and the rest of the Asuckian delegation prepared to meet the king. Hopefully, his greeting would be just as warm as the sweltering heat everyone had found themselves in.

[Hintuwan]

Next among the VIPs to arrive at the parade grounds was that of the Hintuwani delegation. The Lakan of Hintuwan, Lontok XI, emerged gracefully from the driver's seat of a custom Alpas Motors cabriolet tinted navy blue and was shortly followed out of the car's "shotgun" seat by his foreign minister, Darin Sariwa. Both exalted an air of being foreign leaders from a far-off land through the attire that they wore: the former displaying the regal splendor of a traditional Hintuwani monarch through his white imperial coat decorated with various military and political ribbons and pins; the latter expressing his authority within a legal-rational framework by donning a barong (a suit made out of abacá fibers worn by civil servants in Hintuwan).

The two allowed themselves to be escorted to the VIP seating area, both somewhat anxious to congratulate Nachmere's sovereign and deliver the usual platitudes expected of them as representatives of the Hintuwani state.

"Hesukristo! I'm getting too old for this. I'll melt in this suit before we even make it to the parade," the Lakan whispered into Minister Sariwa's ear as they ascended the steps of the palace.

"The feeling's mutual, Your Highness. It certainly isn't Columba out here tonight," the Minister replied.

[Slacaria]

Shortly after arrived a matte black Mercedes Benz S class. Out stepped Emperor James Hassen II, young, but was renowned for his skills in leadership. He wore a sleek, single colour dark suit, adorned with badges and medals from his time in the military. His look, however, was finished with an FN 509-C resting by his side. In front of the emperor stood Sergeant L. Tullan, an older, posh man who had raised young James throughout his father's reign. He stepped forward, whispering subtly into the Emperor's ear.

"Your figure is sloppy. Back straight, and I mean it."

Hassen laughed it off as he patted the old man's back and stepped forward into the seating area, accompanied by his personal guard. It was well known that although Hassen's facial expression dictated otherwise, his primary concern was that of the state. However, he had admired the Kingdom of Nachmeriya as a child, and his mind relaxed. He knew that diplomatic relations were not priority number one at the time. Either way, the heat would not help him concentrate. His bodyguard saw a glimpse of dismay in his eyes.

"Everything alright, Your Majesty?"
"Yes, yes.. It's just a little upsetting that I'm the only one here without a royal family. No children, no wife. It's an embarrassment!"

Shrugging it off, he slowly began to integrate himself amongst the other guests, introducing himslef to leaders he had never spoken to before, and eventually came at ease when he sat down, a glass of Nachmeriyan Champagne in his hand. His attention was caught by the King, and he stood up to greet him.

"Save my spot", he asked his bodyguard. There was always an air of childishness around him.

Walking up to King Kashat, he had realised that he had completely forgot to check his parading soldiers. He shrugged it off. He was confident in his soldiers, serving with them in the past, and was sure that they would impress all during the parade.

"Greetings your majesty, and congratulations! We are very grateful to be here for such a spectacular event."
"We are delighted to have you here, Emperor. You are a spitting image of your father, if I might.", the king replied.
"Thank you. Shall we take a seat? The parade is soon to begin."

OOC: This is one of my first RPs, so please excuse any faults or whatnot

[Peoples Republic of Joyea]

The Joyean delegation arrived in 2 vehicles The first carrying the Party Chairman and Chief Justice Michael Ford, the second carrying 5 Joyean Nationalist Party Officials. The cars pulled up to the parade field and out stepped Chairman Goodchild and Justice Ford, both eager for the festivities. The 5 party officials stepped out with a straight face though inside all were ecstatic to be in Nachmere for the Jubilee and to have escaped the tedium of life working in the party headquarters. "A fine day isn't it Ford?" Inquired the Chairman. "A little warm for my taste but I'll live." Responded the Justice. There was surprisingly little security for some of the highest ranking men in Joyea but they were insistent that none or as few as possible be present, most think it was just so that they would have a break from them being around due tot eh fact security was heightened for members of the Joyean Cabinet and other high-ranking officials. "Shall we inspect the troops before the Parade, Comrade Chairman?" asked one of the party officials.
"Yes, but feel free to address me as 'John'."
"Alright, John."
"We, really should get going, so we can get to our seats rather early." Said Justice Ford in a curiously rushed tone, it was rather unlike him to be so rushed.
The men walked to where the Joyean troops were preparing and began speaking to the company commander, Major who had recently been appointed commander but was doing quite a good job. Goodchild and Ford began inspecting the troops making sure everything was in order pointing out discrepancies or various other issues though not in an accusatory or rude manner but in one of helpfulness. But the whole Joyean delegation and honor guards wanted it to be perfect ensuring no problems, slip-ups, or imperfections. The delegation left after about 25-30 minutes had passed and had arrived at there seats eager for the parade. "This is a nice change from office life, at the beginning of my career I never thought I'd be a foreign dignitary for Joyea!" Exclaimed one of the party officials which lightened up the tense mood of those officials and the whole delegation had a delightful discussion of there passed until the parade was to begin.

[Hintuwan]

The Hintuwani delegation, having finally arrived at the venue for the VIPs, looked around the room for other delegates to schmooze with.

-snip-

"Your Highness, I do believe that the Joyean delegation has arrived," the Hintuwani foreign minister informed the Hintuwani Lakan.

"Would you kindly introduce me, Darin?" the Lakan requested.

"Certainly, Your Highness," the Minister responded.

---

"Excuse me, Sir," apprised the Hintuwani foreign minister to the Joyean Party Chairman. "My name is Darin Sariwa, Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Commonwealth of Hintuwan. I would like to be the first to welcome you to the celebrations. While we await the debut of our gracious host, might I have the honor of introducing you to my country's sovereign?"

[Imperial Haiti]

In a black and red painted Citroën DS-21, mirroring the flag of Imperial Haiti, emperor Charles I Legrand arrives. He has no bodyguards and travels alone, except for his Head of the Imperial House and Protocol, Madame Estimé, which takes her place among the heads of government, meanwhile, Charles I steps forward and shakes both hands of King David Kashat in a friendly way.


"This half jubilee thing is quite new to me, because they are many royals that celebrate their jubilee, but not their half jubilee"-says the emperor, looking amazed.

After that, he turns to the queen and bows to her, shaking her hand also, and last but not least, he smiles to the princess. "I am sure you will be a wonderful queen in the future"- Is your highness looking forward to it? It is a quite demanding job,but it is also satisfying because you do a lot of on-the-spot work-says the Emperor.

After that, Charles I Legrand turns again to the King of Nachmeriya and after telling them he is greatly interested in his wines and tobacco, asks to him where the noble single ladies are sitting in the seats avaliable for the parade.

He has a tall complexion, with a more or less long hair till the end of his neck; which flies free in the heaty wind, and also a fine-shaved beard of three days. He looks confident but at the same time a bit shy. He speaks English with a slight French accent.

[Nachmere]

Eiver Ailtrain’s figure betrayed him to his life of relative ease and comfort. With his portly, friendly-looking face and figure, one could tell merely from his appearance that he enjoyed indulging in life. If his physical features didn’t put the issue to rest, his current status of drinking and laughing along with the other diplomats probably did. The Asuckian government had certainly sent the right man for the job.

The ambassador wore a black tailored suit and tie, a sight very uncommon in his homeland. This occasion was significant enough to warrant it, however. The other diplomats from the Asuckian delegation sat with him, enjoying themselves as well as taking in the experience. They varied in physique and personalities, but they held common ground in that most of them were fresh out of college and eager to pursue a career in the diplomatic field. Eiver felt that chaperoning a group of rookies around made his job harder, but hadn’t felt like taking it up with the Department of Foreign Affairs.

Eiver finished quietly telling a mildly funny joke to another member of the Asuckian diplomatic corps, which warranted a small laugh. Feeling pleased with his own humorous wit, the large ambassador took another sip of wine and leaned back a ways in his chair. The approach of King David Kashat the Second and General Bazak placed his psyche firmly back into his role as representative of the entire country, giving him the motivation to bother with his appearance. Sitting himself up properly, Eiver and the rest of the Asuckian delegation prepared to meet the king. Hopefully, his greeting would be just as warm as the sweltering heat everyone had found themselves in.

"Ambassador Ailtrain! How are you doing today? I am very happy you could join us! Please let me interduce my wife Her Royal Majesty Yael Kashat, and my lovely daughter, Princess Tzvia."
The king shook Ailtrains hand firmly, followed by the Queen and Princess.
"I do apologize for the weather, sometimes I wish I was anointed in March"

Next among the VIPs to arrive at the parade grounds was that of the Hintuwani delegation. The Lakan of Hintuwan, Lontok XI, emerged gracefully from the driver's seat of a custom Alpas Motors cabriolet tinted navy blue and was shortly followed out of the car's "shotgun" seat by his foreign minister, Darin Sariwa. Both exalted an air of being foreign leaders from a far-off land through the attire that they wore: the former displaying the regal splendor of a traditional Hintuwani monarch through his white imperial coat decorated with various military and political ribbons and pins; the latter expressing his authority within a legal-rational framework by donning a barong (a suit made out of abacá fibers worn by civil servants in Hintuwan).

The two allowed themselves to be escorted to the VIP seating area, both somewhat anxious to congratulate Nachmere's sovereign and deliver the usual platitudes expected of them as representatives of the Hintuwani state.

"Hesukristo! I'm getting too old for this. I'll melt in this suit before we even make it to the parade," the Lakan whispered into Minister Sariwa's ear as they ascended the steps of the palace.

"The feeling's mutual, Your Highness. It certainly isn't Columba out here tonight," the Minister replied.

"Lakan Lontok, what a privilege to have you here!" Said King David Kashat as he shook hands with the Hintuan monarch. "May I say that is quite a dashing car you have. I may need to get one for my stables. I only keep that Mercedes 600 for special events these days, she is getting a bit ancient, but my father loved her."

Shortly after arrived a matte black Mercedes Benz S class. Out stepped Emperor James Hassen II, young, but was renowned for his skills in leadership. He wore a sleek, single colour dark suit, adorned with badges and medals from his time in the military. His look, however, was finished with an FN 509-C resting by his side. In front of the emperor stood Sergeant L. Tullan, an older, posh man who had raised young James throughout his father's reign. He stepped forward, whispering subtly into the Emperor's ear.

"Your figure is sloppy. Back straight, and I mean it."

Hassen laughed it off as he patted the old man's back and stepped forward into the seating area, accompanied by his personal guard. It was well known that although Hassen's facial expression dictated otherwise, his primary concern was that of the state. However, he had admired the Kingdom of Nachmeriya as a child, and his mind relaxed. He knew that diplomatic relations were not priority number one at the time. Either way, the heat would not help him concentrate. His bodyguard saw a glimpse of dismay in his eyes.

"Everything alright, Your Majesty?"
"Yes, yes.. It's just a little upsetting that I'm the only one here without a royal family. No children, no wife. It's an embarrassment!"

Shrugging it off, he slowly began to integrate himself amongst the other guests, introducing himslef to leaders he had never spoken to before, and eventually came at ease when he sat down, a glass of Nachmeriyan Champagne in his hand. His attention was caught by the King, and he stood up to greet him.

"Save my spot", he asked his bodyguard. There was always an air of childishness around him.

Walking up to King Kashat, he had realised that he had completely forgot to check his parading soldiers. He shrugged it off. He was confident in his soldiers, serving with them in the past, and was sure that they would impress all during the parade.

"Greetings your majesty, and congratulations! We are very grateful to be here for such a spectacular event."
"We are delighted to have you here, Emperor. You are a spitting image of your father, if I might.", the king replied.
"Thank you. Shall we take a seat? The parade is soon to begin."

OOC: This is one of my first RPs, so please excuse any faults or whatnot

"Please do take a seat. I must yet greet several people, and they are in danger of melting before I get to them! I believe I caught a glimpse of your troops preparing on my way here, they look a solid bunch."

The Joyean delegation arrived in 2 vehicles The first carrying the Party Chairman and Chief Justice Michael Ford, the second carrying 5 Joyean Nationalist Party Officials. The cars pulled up to the parade field and out stepped Chairman Goodchild and Justice Ford, both eager for the festivities. The 5 party officials stepped out with a straight face though inside all were ecstatic to be in Nachmere for the Jubilee and to have escaped the tedium of life working in the party headquarters. "A fine day isn't it Ford?" Inquired the Chairman. "A little warm for my taste but I'll live." Responded the Justice. There was surprisingly little security for some of the highest ranking men in Joyea but they were insistent that none or as few as possible be present, most think it was just so that they would have a break from them being around due tot eh fact security was heightened for members of the Joyean Cabinet and other high-ranking officials. "Shall we inspect the troops before the Parade, Comrade Chairman?" asked one of the party officials.
"Yes, but feel free to address me as 'John'."
"Alright, John."
"We, really should get going, so we can get to our seats rather early." Said Justice Ford in a curiously rushed tone, it was rather unlike him to be so rushed.
The men walked to where the Joyean troops were preparing and began speaking to the company commander, Major who had recently been appointed commander but was doing quite a good job. Goodchild and Ford began inspecting the troops making sure everything was in order pointing out discrepancies or various other issues though not in an accusatory or rude manner but in one of helpfulness. But the whole Joyean delegation and honor guards wanted it to be perfect ensuring no problems, slip-ups, or imperfections. The delegation left after about 25-30 minutes had passed and had arrived at there seats eager for the parade. "This is a nice change from office life, at the beginning of my career I never thought I'd be a foreign dignitary for Joyea!" Exclaimed one of the party officials which lightened up the tense mood of those officials and the whole delegation had a delightful discussion of there passed until the parade was to begin.

The King approached the Joyean delegation, accompanied by his wife and daughter.

"Hello dear friends, and how kind of you to personally attend Chairman Goodchild. How was your flight? How do you find our old capital?" He offered a warm handshake and a smile. Joyea and Nachmere had significant trade deals, and despite the difference in culture and ideology, the King intended to use his jubilee to become closer with all countries attending.

In a black and red painted Citroën DS-21, mirroring the flag of Imperial Haiti, emperor Charles I Legrand arrives. He has no bodyguards and travels alone, except for his Head of the Imperial House and Protocol, Madame Estimé, which takes her place among the heads of government, meanwhile, Charles I steps forward and shakes both hands of King David Kashat in a friendly way.


"This half jubilee thing is quite new to me, because they are many royals that celebrate their jubilee, but not their half jubilee"-says the emperor, looking amazed.

After that, he turns to the queen and bows to her, shaking her hand also, and last but not least, he smiles to the princess. "I am sure you will be a wonderful queen in the future"- Is your highness looking forward to it? It is a quite demanding job,but it is also satisfying because you do a lot of on-the-spot work-says the Emperor.

After that, Charles I Legrand turns again to the King of Nachmeriya and after telling them he is greatly interested in his wines and tobacco, asks to him where the noble single ladies are sitting in the seats avaliable for the parade.

He has a tall complexion, with a more or less long hair till the end of his neck; which flies free in the heaty wind, and also a fine-shaved beard of three days. He looks confident but at the same time a bit shy. He speaks English with a slight French accent.

"Oh yes indeed, one of my aides informed me you are in search of a bride" the Queen replied for her husband. "Well if I may, perhaps I could interduce you to Aziza Khuri? She is the daughter of Sir Khuri. Very fine old Christian house. And she is quite stunning!"

The Queen led the Emperor to where Sir Khuri, a veteran member of parliament was standing with his daughter and chatting to another nobleman.
"Faisal how are you today?" the Queen asked, using Sir Khuri's first name, a privilege of her status.
"Her Royal Majesty my day is now greatly improved by your mere presence!" Sir Faisal Khuri replied, a wide smile beaming across his round face and under his great moustache. He had known the Queen since she was teenager, having been a friend of her father.
"I'd like to interduce you and Aziza to His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Charles I Le Grand of Haiti. His Majesty, May I interduce Sir Faisal Khuri, Knight of Nachmere and parliament member from the Christian Conservative Party, and his lovely daughter Miss Aziza Khuri"
Sir Khuri bowed and said "Honored to meet you His Imperial Majesty", with all the gravity and humbleness an old member of parliament in a monarchy would be expected to show. He offered his hand for a hand shake.
Aziza gave a small bow, her white shirt complimenting her slim figure. She was about 24 years old, of average height and with the typical black as the night Nachmerean hair. But her eyes were beautifully green and showed much kindness and wisdom. She was unsure if to offer her hand to the Emperor to be shaken, and a little awkward because unlike her father she did not often meet the actual monarchs. But as she was not a shy or timid young woman, decided to offer it none the less, wondering if he would shake it as was the custom among modern Nachmereans, or kiss it as her fathers generation use to do years ago. "Charmed to be in your presence His Imperial Majesty", she said.

[Imperial Haiti]

Eiver Ailtrain’s figure betrayed him to his life of relative ease and comfort. With his portly, friendly-looking face and figure, one could tell merely from his appearance that he enjoyed indulging in life. If his physical features didn’t put the issue to rest, his current status of drinking and laughing along with the other diplomats probably did. The Asuckian government had certainly sent the right man for the job.

The ambassador wore a black tailored suit and tie, a sight very uncommon in his homeland. This occasion was significant enough to warrant it, however. The other diplomats from the Asuckian delegation sat with him, enjoying themselves as well as taking in the experience. They varied in physique and personalities, but they held common ground in that most of them were fresh out of college and eager to pursue a career in the diplomatic field. Eiver felt that chaperoning a group of rookies around made his job harder, but hadn’t felt like taking it up with the Department of Foreign Affairs.

Eiver finished quietly telling a mildly funny joke to another member of the Asuckian diplomatic corps, which warranted a small laugh. Feeling pleased with his own humorous wit, the large ambassador took another sip of wine and leaned back a ways in his chair. The approach of King David Kashat the Second and General Bazak placed his psyche firmly back into his role as representative of the entire country, giving him the motivation to bother with his appearance. Sitting himself up properly, Eiver and the rest of the Asuckian delegation prepared to meet the king. Hopefully, his greeting would be just as warm as the sweltering heat everyone had found themselves in.

"Ambassador Ailtrain! How are you doing today? I am very happy you could join us! Please let me interduce my wife Her Royal Majesty Yael Kashat, and my lovely daughter, Princess Tzvia."
The king shook Ailtrains hand firmly, followed by the Queen and Princess.
"I do apologize for the weather, sometimes I wish I was anointed in March"

Next among the VIPs to arrive at the parade grounds was that of the Hintuwani delegation. The Lakan of Hintuwan, Lontok XI, emerged gracefully from the driver's seat of a custom Alpas Motors cabriolet tinted navy blue and was shortly followed out of the car's "shotgun" seat by his foreign minister, Darin Sariwa. Both exalted an air of being foreign leaders from a far-off land through the attire that they wore: the former displaying the regal splendor of a traditional Hintuwani monarch through his white imperial coat decorated with various military and political ribbons and pins; the latter expressing his authority within a legal-rational framework by donning a barong (a suit made out of abacá fibers worn by civil servants in Hintuwan).

The two allowed themselves to be escorted to the VIP seating area, both somewhat anxious to congratulate Nachmere's sovereign and deliver the usual platitudes expected of them as representatives of the Hintuwani state.

"Hesukristo! I'm getting too old for this. I'll melt in this suit before we even make it to the parade," the Lakan whispered into Minister Sariwa's ear as they ascended the steps of the palace.

"The feeling's mutual, Your Highness. It certainly isn't Columba out here tonight," the Minister replied.

"Lakan Lontok, what a privilege to have you here!" Said King David Kashat as he shook hands with the Hintuan monarch. "May I say that is quite a dashing car you have. I may need to get one for my stables. I only keep that Mercedes 600 for special events these days, she is getting a bit ancient, but my father loved her."

Shortly after arrived a matte black Mercedes Benz S class. Out stepped Emperor James Hassen II, young, but was renowned for his skills in leadership. He wore a sleek, single colour dark suit, adorned with badges and medals from his time in the military. His look, however, was finished with an FN 509-C resting by his side. In front of the emperor stood Sergeant L. Tullan, an older, posh man who had raised young James throughout his father's reign. He stepped forward, whispering subtly into the Emperor's ear.

"Your figure is sloppy. Back straight, and I mean it."

Hassen laughed it off as he patted the old man's back and stepped forward into the seating area, accompanied by his personal guard. It was well known that although Hassen's facial expression dictated otherwise, his primary concern was that of the state. However, he had admired the Kingdom of Nachmeriya as a child, and his mind relaxed. He knew that diplomatic relations were not priority number one at the time. Either way, the heat would not help him concentrate. His bodyguard saw a glimpse of dismay in his eyes.

"Everything alright, Your Majesty?"
"Yes, yes.. It's just a little upsetting that I'm the only one here without a royal family. No children, no wife. It's an embarrassment!"

Shrugging it off, he slowly began to integrate himself amongst the other guests, introducing himslef to leaders he had never spoken to before, and eventually came at ease when he sat down, a glass of Nachmeriyan Champagne in his hand. His attention was caught by the King, and he stood up to greet him.

"Save my spot", he asked his bodyguard. There was always an air of childishness around him.

Walking up to King Kashat, he had realised that he had completely forgot to check his parading soldiers. He shrugged it off. He was confident in his soldiers, serving with them in the past, and was sure that they would impress all during the parade.

"Greetings your majesty, and congratulations! We are very grateful to be here for such a spectacular event."
"We are delighted to have you here, Emperor. You are a spitting image of your father, if I might.", the king replied.
"Thank you. Shall we take a seat? The parade is soon to begin."

OOC: This is one of my first RPs, so please excuse any faults or whatnot

"Please do take a seat. I must yet greet several people, and they are in danger of melting before I get to them! I believe I caught a glimpse of your troops preparing on my way here, they look a solid bunch."

The Joyean delegation arrived in 2 vehicles The first carrying the Party Chairman and Chief Justice Michael Ford, the second carrying 5 Joyean Nationalist Party Officials. The cars pulled up to the parade field and out stepped Chairman Goodchild and Justice Ford, both eager for the festivities. The 5 party officials stepped out with a straight face though inside all were ecstatic to be in Nachmere for the Jubilee and to have escaped the tedium of life working in the party headquarters. "A fine day isn't it Ford?" Inquired the Chairman. "A little warm for my taste but I'll live." Responded the Justice. There was surprisingly little security for some of the highest ranking men in Joyea but they were insistent that none or as few as possible be present, most think it was just so that they would have a break from them being around due tot eh fact security was heightened for members of the Joyean Cabinet and other high-ranking officials. "Shall we inspect the troops before the Parade, Comrade Chairman?" asked one of the party officials.
"Yes, but feel free to address me as 'John'."
"Alright, John."
"We, really should get going, so we can get to our seats rather early." Said Justice Ford in a curiously rushed tone, it was rather unlike him to be so rushed.
The men walked to where the Joyean troops were preparing and began speaking to the company commander, Major who had recently been appointed commander but was doing quite a good job. Goodchild and Ford began inspecting the troops making sure everything was in order pointing out discrepancies or various other issues though not in an accusatory or rude manner but in one of helpfulness. But the whole Joyean delegation and honor guards wanted it to be perfect ensuring no problems, slip-ups, or imperfections. The delegation left after about 25-30 minutes had passed and had arrived at there seats eager for the parade. "This is a nice change from office life, at the beginning of my career I never thought I'd be a foreign dignitary for Joyea!" Exclaimed one of the party officials which lightened up the tense mood of those officials and the whole delegation had a delightful discussion of there passed until the parade was to begin.

The King approached the Joyean delegation, accompanied by his wife and daughter.

"Hello dear friends, and how kind of you to personally attend Chairman Goodchild. How was your flight? How do you find our old capital?" He offered a warm handshake and a smile. Joyea and Nachmere had significant trade deals, and despite the difference in culture and ideology, the King intended to use his jubilee to become closer with all countries attending.

In a black and red painted Citroën DS-21, mirroring the flag of Imperial Haiti, emperor Charles I Legrand arrives. He has no bodyguards and travels alone, except for his Head of the Imperial House and Protocol, Madame Estimé, which takes her place among the heads of government, meanwhile, Charles I steps forward and shakes both hands of King David Kashat in a friendly way.


"This half jubilee thing is quite new to me, because they are many royals that celebrate their jubilee, but not their half jubilee"-says the emperor, looking amazed.

After that, he turns to the queen and bows to her, shaking her hand also, and last but not least, he smiles to the princess. "I am sure you will be a wonderful queen in the future"- Is your highness looking forward to it? It is a quite demanding job,but it is also satisfying because you do a lot of on-the-spot work-says the Emperor.

After that, Charles I Legrand turns again to the King of Nachmeriya and after telling them he is greatly interested in his wines and tobacco, asks to him where the noble single ladies are sitting in the seats avaliable for the parade.

He has a tall complexion, with a more or less long hair till the end of his neck; which flies free in the heaty wind, and also a fine-shaved beard of three days. He looks confident but at the same time a bit shy. He speaks English with a slight French accent.

"Oh yes indeed, one of my aides informed me you are in search of a bride" the Queen replied for her husband. "Well if I may, perhaps I could interduce you to Aziza Khuri? She is the daughter of Sir Khuri. Very fine old Christian house. And she is quite stunning!"

The Queen led the Emperor to where Sir Khuri, a veteran member of parliament was standing with his daughter and chatting to another nobleman.
"Faisal how are you today?" the Queen asked, using Sir Khuri's first name, a privilege of her status.
"Her Royal Majesty my day is now greatly improved by your mere presence!" Sir Faisal Khuri replied, a wide smile beaming across his round face and under his great moustache. He had known the Queen since she was teenager, having been a friend of her father.
"I'd like to interduce you and Aziza to His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Charles I Le Grand of Haiti. His Majesty, May I interduce Sir Faisal Khuri, Knight of Nachmere and parliament member from the Christian Conservative Party, and his lovely daughter Miss Aziza Khuri"
Sir Khuri bowed and said "Honored to meet you His Imperial Majesty", with all the gravity and humbleness an old member of parliament in a monarchy would be expected to show. He offered his hand for a hand shake.
Aziza gave a small bow, her white shirt complimenting her slim figure. She was about 24 years old, of average height and with the typical black as the night Nachmerean hair. But her eyes were beautifully green and showed much kindness and wisdom. She was unsure if to offer her hand to the Emperor to be shaken, and a little awkward because unlike her father she did not often meet the actual monarchs. But as she was not a shy or timid young woman, decided to offer it none the less, wondering if he would shake it as was the custom among modern Nachmereans, or kiss it as her fathers generation use to do years ago. "Charmed to be in your presence His Imperial Majesty", she said.

The Emperor smiles brightly to the Queen "It will be my honour" he said, with another small bow. And followed the graceful Queen. Sir Khuri was a man who commanded respect, and after exchanging greetings with him, with all the cerimonial required, he glanced at his daughter. Aziza had a strange combination of being tanned and having a black as the night hair and green eyes. She seemed nervous but at the same time decided as she offered her hand to him, she was wearing a white glove in it.

-Permit me, my lady, to take this glove out of your beautiful hand to kiss it as a proper gentleman must do.

She did an almost imperceptible gesture with her head as for saying "Yes" and, while carefully holding it, he kissed her hand.

She looked at her and she was slightly blushed.

-My dearest, are you nervous? Is there something that troubles you?-said the Emperor.

-Oh, Your Imperial Majesty! It is just that I am not used to meet any monarch in person, my father is the one who usually does that!-said Aziza.

-My lady, have no fear, see, I am here for, if you wish so, training you in that kind of things.

-Wait, what?-she said abruptly.

-Look, he said, I find that half jubilee an enormous oportunity not only to congratulate your King, Queen, and Princess, but also to stablish closer relationships with it. See, I am the ruler of milions of subjects, and an Emperor, and there is starting to be pressure on my person so that I have an empress according to my dignity and position-he said in a soft but convincing voice to her. And you, my lady, seem an ideal candidate for that, therefore, if you became my empress, you will be trained in how to behave when meeting foreign dignataries, and yes, among them, other monarchs, because you, as my empress, will be the wife of a monarch!-he looked at his father-that, obviously, if you wish to, and your family consents. For now, he says looking at his father, would Sir Khuri conceed me the pleasure of sitting at her side, so I can know her better?

After that, the Emperor thanks the Queen again and waits.

[Nachmere]

The Emperor smiles brightly to the Queen "It will be my honour" he said, with another small bow. And followed the graceful Queen. Sir Khuri was a man who commanded respect, and after exchanging greetings with him, with all the cerimonial required, he glanced at his daughter. Aziza had a strange combination of being tanned and having a black as the night hair and green eyes. She seemed nervous but at the same time decided as she offered her hand to him, she was wearing a white glove in it.

-Permit me, my lady, to take this glove out of your beautiful hand to kiss it as a proper gentleman must do.

She did an almost imperceptible gesture with her head as for saying "Yes" and, while carefully holding it, he kissed her hand.

She looked at her and she was slightly blushed.

-My dearest, are you nervous? Is there something that troubles you?-said the Emperor.

-Oh, Your Imperial Majesty! It is just that I am not used to meet any monarch in person, my father is the one who usually does that!-said Aziza.

-My lady, have no fear, see, I am here for, if you wish so, training you in that kind of things.

-Wait, what?-she said abruptly.

-Look, he said, I find that half jubilee an enormous oportunity not only to congratulate your King, Queen, and Princess, but also to stablish closer relationships with it. See, I am the ruler of milions of subjects, and an Emperor, and there is starting to be pressure on my person so that I have an empress according to my dignity and position-he said in a soft but convincing voice to her. And you, my lady, seem an ideal candidate for that, therefore, if you became my empress, you will be trained in how to behave when meeting foreign dignataries, and yes, among them, other monarchs, because you, as my empress, will be the wife of a monarch!-he looked at his father-that, obviously, if you wish to, and your family consents. For now, he says looking at his father, would Sir Khuri conceed me the pleasure of sitting at her side, so I can know her better?

After that, the Emperor thanks the Queen again and waits.

Aziza Khuri was in a state of slight shock, but her upbringing was too good for her to openly show it.
The Queen nodded and made her self scarce. The Emperor was a bit too fast in his courtship, but Aziza was indeed a catch, and the Queen figured an absolute monarch from a foreign land probably is unused to temper his eagerness. She knew Aziza was raised well enough to make her own course through the situation, even if she looked a bit pale for the moment.

Sir Khuri was a kind and tactful man and easily noticed his daughter's state, and moreover was quite pleased at the interest shown in his daughter by no less than an Emperor. He rushed to rescue his daughter from her own embarrassment.
"If my daughter is happy to sit by you, I certainly will not stand in her way. But of course, as for marriage, this is all a bit rushed His Imperial Majesty. We do not practice arranged marriages in our family these days, though I was thus married as were my parents. I suggest that perhaps you two get to know each other over this weekend, as we will also be at the Naval Review and the Reception, and god willing, love will blossom."
While her father carried his short monologue, Aziza returned to her senses. It was no secret in high society that she was indeed looking for a groom, and though arranged marriage was a thing of the past, women of her status and culture did not exactly go on casual dates. The Emperor seemed charming, if a bit too aggressive. She may as well give him a chance.
"His Imperial Majesty, I would be happy to sit next to you for the parade. Perhaps you can tell me of your country? I must admit ignorance when it comes to Imperial Haiti, I have only travelled to closer countries. How is the weather? The food?"

[Imperial Haiti]

The Emperor smiles brightly to the Queen "It will be my honour" he said, with another small bow. And followed the graceful Queen. Sir Khuri was a man who commanded respect, and after exchanging greetings with him, with all the cerimonial required, he glanced at his daughter. Aziza had a strange combination of being tanned and having a black as the night hair and green eyes. She seemed nervous but at the same time decided as she offered her hand to him, she was wearing a white glove in it.

-Permit me, my lady, to take this glove out of your beautiful hand to kiss it as a proper gentleman must do.

She did an almost imperceptible gesture with her head as for saying "Yes" and, while carefully holding it, he kissed her hand.

She looked at her and she was slightly blushed.

-My dearest, are you nervous? Is there something that troubles you?-said the Emperor.

-Oh, Your Imperial Majesty! It is just that I am not used to meet any monarch in person, my father is the one who usually does that!-said Aziza.

-My lady, have no fear, see, I am here for, if you wish so, training you in that kind of things.

-Wait, what?-she said abruptly.

-Look, he said, I find that half jubilee an enormous oportunity not only to congratulate your King, Queen, and Princess, but also to stablish closer relationships with it. See, I am the ruler of milions of subjects, and an Emperor, and there is starting to be pressure on my person so that I have an empress according to my dignity and position-he said in a soft but convincing voice to her. And you, my lady, seem an ideal candidate for that, therefore, if you became my empress, you will be trained in how to behave when meeting foreign dignataries, and yes, among them, other monarchs, because you, as my empress, will be the wife of a monarch!-he looked at his father-that, obviously, if you wish to, and your family consents. For now, he says looking at his father, would Sir Khuri conceed me the pleasure of sitting at her side, so I can know her better?

After that, the Emperor thanks the Queen again and waits.

Aziza Khuri was in a state of slight shock, but her upbringing was too good for her to openly show it.
The Queen nodded and made her self scarce. The Emperor was a bit too fast in his courtship, but Aziza was indeed a catch, and the Queen figured an absolute monarch from a foreign land probably is unused to temper his eagerness. She knew Aziza was raised well enough to make her own course through the situation, even if she looked a bit pale for the moment.

Sir Khuri was a kind and tactful man and easily noticed his daughter's state, and moreover was quite pleased at the interest shown in his daughter by no less than an Emperor. He rushed to rescue his daughter from her own embarrassment.
"If my daughter is happy to sit by you, I certainly will not stand in her way. But of course, as for marriage, this is all a bit rushed His Imperial Majesty. We do not practice arranged marriages in our family these days, though I was thus married as were my parents. I suggest that perhaps you two get to know each other over this weekend, as we will also be at the Naval Review and the Reception, and god willing, love will blossom."
While her father carried his short monologue, Aziza returned to her senses. It was no secret in high society that she was indeed looking for a groom, and though arranged marriage was a thing of the past, women of her status and culture did not exactly go on casual dates. The Emperor seemed charming, if a bit too aggressive. She may as well give him a chance.
"His Imperial Majesty, I would be happy to sit next to you for the parade. Perhaps you can tell me of your country? I must admit ignorance when it comes to Imperial Haiti, I have only travelled to closer countries. How is the weather? The food?"

The Emperor is worried about possible misunderstandings and says he isn't looking for an arranged marriage. That he is only trying to court the 24-year old noblewoman, and asks for forgiveness if in the eagerness to put a good impression he has seemed too aggresive.

-Of course, if love does not blossom, it is because it is god's will that a marriage does not take place, also, I am not putting limits about how long may we court, and, if Aziza does not like me, you will never hear from me again-says Charles. As for my country, it is a tropical-caribbean one with a mix of black, mixed-race, and white people. Think about South Africa before 1994 but NO apartheid. Think about conservatism in France in the 50's but no colonialism. Which French and Haitian Creole as their language, the middle class, which is the backbone of the country, is predominantly black, and lots of them are busniess owners, usually familiar or small-to-middle enterprises. There is also a sizeable Arab Christian community with ancestry in Lebanon and Syria, so you may even keep speaking your language if you become my empress. They are mainly farm-owners and, due to that, by obvious reasons, they own a lot of restaurants in the country, so Levantine cuisine is a favourite here, and given its flavour combination, I can understand why-says the Emperor in an almost melancholical voice. White people are active mainly the education sector, services sector, and partly in politics, however, in politics there is a big mix of every of the races and ethnicities present in my Empire. And no, we are not an absolute monarchy.

We used to be a parliamentary republic but last 40 years have been full of Coup d'Etats and military governments, so descendants of both the Dessalines and Christophe old royal families joined to put an end to this and stablished royal ruling by decree. However, unlike in the previous decades, political parties have been reformed, people is encouraged to share their opinions, and there is freedom of speech, meeting, opinion, etc. We expect to be able to instate a full democracy by in ten years.

As for the weather, it is tropical all-year round. As our country is half of an island, it is full of beaches of all kinds, but we also have heavy rainfalls during the wet months.

Our food, apart of the levantine influence, it is similar to our neighbours in the Dominican Republic, altough not so heavy, it involves a lot of beans, minced meat, and vegetables. However, if you wish, somebody of your dignity can have a personal chef to prepare your favourite dishes to you, so maybe you could tell and show me about the cuisine of Nachmeria as well. Fish is abundant in our rivers but it is not a staple food. Also, our rum is world-wide famous, he says while the parade is preparing to start.

May I offer you any more information? Or maybe you wish to speak now?.-says Charles.

[Peoples Republic of Joyea]

The Hintuwani delegation, having finally arrived at the venue for the VIPs, looked around the room for other delegates to schmooze with.

-snip-

"Your Highness, I do believe that the Joyean delegation has arrived," the Hintuwani foreign minister informed the Hintuwani Lakan.

"Would you kindly introduce me, Darin?" the Lakan requested.

"Certainly, Your Highness," the Minister responded.

---

"Excuse me, Sir," apprised the Hintuwani foreign minister to the Joyean Party Chairman. "My name is Darin Sariwa, Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Commonwealth of Hintuwan. I would like to be the first to welcome you to the celebrations. While we await the debut of our gracious host, might I have the honor of introducing you to my country's sovereign?"

"I thank you good sir, it would be a pleasure to meet him!" Chairman Goodchild said extending a hand for a handshake.

The Joyean delegation arrived in 2 vehicles The first carrying the Party Chairman and Chief Justice Michael Ford, the second carrying 5 Joyean Nationalist Party Officials. The cars pulled up to the parade field and out stepped Chairman Goodchild and Justice Ford, both eager for the festivities. The 5 party officials stepped out with a straight face though inside all were ecstatic to be in Nachmere for the Jubilee and to have escaped the tedium of life working in the party headquarters. "A fine day isn't it Ford?" Inquired the Chairman. "A little warm for my taste but I'll live." Responded the Justice. There was surprisingly little security for some of the highest ranking men in Joyea but they were insistent that none or as few as possible be present, most think it was just so that they would have a break from them being around due tot eh fact security was heightened for members of the Joyean Cabinet and other high-ranking officials. "Shall we inspect the troops before the Parade, Comrade Chairman?" asked one of the party officials.
"Yes, but feel free to address me as 'John'."
"Alright, John."
"We, really should get going, so we can get to our seats rather early." Said Justice Ford in a curiously rushed tone, it was rather unlike him to be so rushed.
The men walked to where the Joyean troops were preparing and began speaking to the company commander, Major who had recently been appointed commander but was doing quite a good job. Goodchild and Ford began inspecting the troops making sure everything was in order pointing out discrepancies or various other issues though not in an accusatory or rude manner but in one of helpfulness. But the whole Joyean delegation and honor guards wanted it to be perfect ensuring no problems, slip-ups, or imperfections. The delegation left after about 25-30 minutes had passed and had arrived at there seats eager for the parade. "This is a nice change from office life, at the beginning of my career I never thought I'd be a foreign dignitary for Joyea!" Exclaimed one of the party officials which lightened up the tense mood of those officials and the whole delegation had a delightful discussion of there passed until the parade was to begin.

The King approached the Joyean delegation, accompanied by his wife and daughter.

"Hello dear friends, and how kind of you to personally attend Chairman Goodchild. How was your flight? How do you find our old capital?" He offered a warm handshake and a smile. Joyea and Nachmere had significant trade deals, and despite the difference in culture and ideology, the King intended to use his jubilee to become closer with all countries attending.

As the Chairman shook his hand and exclaimed "The flight was excellent and it truly is a beautiful city. I am sorry that the General Secretary couldn't attend he had some business to attend to but he instructed me to offer his warmest greetings and thanks to you for the invitation!" After the brief but meaningful conversation the Chairman was left feeling enthusiastic about the event believing that it would improve foreign relations, and might help a push towards democracy in Joyea.

[Kingdom of Bornai]

In the Bornaian Delegate Lead Car, King Dough and Admiral Roland chats with each other.

"Dough, we haven't been to these kind of things for more than 10 years. Do you still remember the time when you were still a prince and we always go to these kind of things?" Asked Admiral Roland

"Of course I do, but that is now all history. We have too much to do so we have practically no time to come to this kind of things, well now we have time, we should just experience this. Well anyways, we have arrived." Said King Dough

The Bornaian Delegate arrived in 3 Armoured Rolls Royce Phantoms, which fly the flag of Kingdom of Bornai on the front of the cars. King Dough who looks no younger than 68 stepped out of the first car alongside Admiral Roland, who both wears tailored made swords on their left side. As the other delegate stepped out of their cars, a pistol with the colour white and gold that would certainly be instantly recognizable by any Nachmere citizens, it is the Royal M1935. King Dough and the other delegates all wears tuxedos and a cape that falls almost to the ground which is tailored specifically to them and are made of bulletproof material capable of withstanding small explosions and small caliber shots.

The delegates led by King Dough walks to the VIP section while they withstand the blinding effects of dozens of flashes of cameras. After they arrived, King Dough walks up to King David Kashat II to greet him.

"Greetings His Majesty, The King. I am delighted to be invited to this Jubilee. I also bring along with me a small gift of appreciation for you." Said King Dough as he hands over a Box the size of a palm but surprisingly heavy for its looks.

[Hintuwan]

The Hintuwani delegation, having finally arrived at the venue for the VIPs, looked around the room for other delegates to schmooze with.

"Your Highness, I do believe that the Joyean delegation has arrived," the Hintuwani foreign minister informed the Hintuwani Lakan.

"Would you kindly introduce me, Darin?" the Lakan requested.

"Certainly, Your Highness," the Minister responded.

---

"Excuse me, Sir," apprised the Hintuwani foreign minister to the Joyean Party Chairman. "My name is Darin Sariwa, Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Commonwealth of Hintuwan. I would like to be the first to welcome you to the celebrations. While we await the debut of our gracious host, might I have the honor of introducing you to my country's sovereign?"

"I thank you good sir, it would be a pleasure to meet him!" Chairman Goodchild said extending a hand for a handshake.

Minister Sariwa nodded his head a little in approval and made way for the Lakan, who promptly shook the Chairman's hand.

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Chairman. I am Lontok XI, Lakan of the Hintuwani people. I trust you are having an equally pleasant evening?", the Lakan inquired.

---

"Lakan Lontok, what a privilege to have you here!" Said King David Kashat as he shook hands with the Hintuan monarch. "May I say that is quite a dashing car you have. I may need to get one for my stables. I only keep that Mercedes 600 for special events these days, she is getting a bit ancient, but my father loved her."

"Thank you, Your Highness, you flatter me. I see that you and I share a love for the finer things in life, your Mercedes isn't such a bad piece of work itself but if you'd like I could have an Alpas made for you - it is among my country's proudest exports," the Lakan responded.

"And before I forget, I would like to congratulate you on another successful year of reign in Nachmere. Mabuhay ka, Your Higness!" added the Lakan, praising King Kashat's good health and making a traditional Hintuwani salute.

[Imperial Haiti]

The Emperor of Imperial Haiti notices the Hintuwan delegation and looks amazed.

-Hey, I've always been so interested in your country, it seems to me as a mix of Latin and Asian culture, isn't it?-he says smiling.
"I thank you good sir, it would be a pleasure to meet him!" Chairman Goodchild said extending a hand for a handshake.

Minister Sariwa nodded his head a little in approval and made way for the Lakan, who promptly shook the Chairman's hand.

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Chairman. I am Lontok XI, Lakan of the Hintuwani people. I trust you are having an equally pleasant evening?", the Lakan inquired.

---

"Lakan Lontok, what a privilege to have you here!" Said King David Kashat as he shook hands with the Hintuan monarch. "May I say that is quite a dashing car you have. I may need to get one for my stables. I only keep that Mercedes 600 for special events these days, she is getting a bit ancient, but my father loved her."

"Thank you, Your Highness, you flatter me. I see that you and I share a love for the finer things in life, your Mercedes isn't such a bad piece of work itself but if you'd like I could have an Alpas made for you - it is among my country's proudest exports," the Lakan responded.

"And before I forget, I would like to congratulate you on another successful year of reign in Nachmere. Mabuhay ka, Your Higness!" added the Lakan, praising King Kashat's good health and making a traditional Hintuwani salute.

[Nachmere]

May I offer you any more information? Or maybe you wish to speak now?.-says Charles.

"Your country sounds not so different to Nachmere in many ways. Our monarchy was established after long tribal wars, to bring peace and stability. His Royal Majesty acts as a balance between the various religions and ethnicities. I have never been in a tropical country before, though sometimes in the summer the Valley feels as humid as the tropics! Our cuisine is as you imagine - traditional middle eastern food." Aziza replied, easing into the conversation.

"His Majesty, do you have much time off as an Emperor? Or do you have a very hectic schedule? Everyone thinks that my father and the other nobles are always hunting or at the club, but I have to say sometimes he is at work so much I barely see him. We do hunt naturally, but by some people you would think we only sleep and shoot ducks all day! Speaking of, is it acceptable for an Empress to have such hobbies as riding, fishing and hunting? I'm afraid they don't seem lady like perhaps..."

As the Chairman shook his hand and exclaimed "The flight was excellent and it truly is a beautiful city. I am sorry that the General Secretary couldn't attend he had some business to attend to but he instructed me to offer his warmest greetings and thanks to you for the invitation!" After the brief but meaningful conversation the Chairman was left feeling enthusiastic about the event believing that it would improve foreign relations, and might help a push towards democracy in Joyea.

"Oh I know too well the issues with scheduling for these events. After all my jubilee is indeed important, but matters of state take outmost importance. You will note my own Prime Minister is not here today, though he better show up to the reception or I'll have his head!" The King joked.

In the Bornaian Delegate Lead Car, King Dough and Admiral Roland chats with each other.

"Dough, we haven't been to these kind of things for more than 10 years. Do you still remember the time when you were still a prince and we always go to these kind of things?" Asked Admiral Roland

"Of course I do, but that is now all history. We have too much to do so we have practically no time to come to this kind of things, well now we have time, we should just experience this. Well anyways, we have arrived." Said King Dough

The Bornaian Delegate arrived in 3 Armoured Rolls Royce Phantoms, which fly the flag of Kingdom of Bornai on the front of the cars. King Dough who looks no younger than 68 stepped out of the first car alongside Admiral Roland, who both wears tailored made swords on their left side. As the other delegate stepped out of their cars, a pistol with the colour white and gold that would certainly be instantly recognizable by any Nachmere citizens, it is the Royal M1935. King Dough and the other delegates all wears tuxedos and a cape that falls almost to the ground which is tailored specifically to them and are made of bulletproof material capable of withstanding small explosions and small caliber shots.

The delegates led by King Dough walks to the VIP section while they withstand the blinding effects of dozens of flashes of cameras. After they arrived, King Dough walks up to King David Kashat II to greet him.

"Greetings His Majesty, The King. I am delighted to be invited to this Jubilee. I also bring along with me a small gift of appreciation for you." Said King Dough as he hands over a Box the size of a palm but surprisingly heavy for its looks.

"His Majesty, your generosity is appreciated. I do have a small token for you as well, but for practical reasons I will present it at the reception. I must say you and your delegation make quite a dashing appearance. Nachmerean uniforms were not really made to dazzle I'm afraid, but they are very comfortable! Now let us look what is inside this charming box!"

King David Kashat opened the box and saw...

"Thank you, Your Highness, you flatter me. I see that you and I share a love for the finer things in life, your Mercedes isn't such a bad piece of work itself but if you'd like I could have an Alpas made for you - it is among my country's proudest exports," the Lakan responded.

"And before I forget, I would like to congratulate you on another successful year of reign in Nachmere. Mabuhay ka, Your Higness!" added the Lakan, praising King Kashat's good health and making a traditional Hintuwani salute.

"Ah when I was a child that car was the absolute top of the line. I was raised to appreciate a good solid automobile, after all we spend so much time on the road! I sincerely thank you for your kindness and indeed I may purchase an Alpas, though I will have to probably pay for it, we have some rules about the maximum value of gifts given to me, for obvious reasons"

[Nachmere]

OOC: we will continue RPing the arrivals for a day or two and if no one else shows up will proceed with the parade. thank you all for the effort on a complicated social RP!

[Kingdom of Bornai]

-snip-

King David Kashat opened the box and saw... A full titanium card with the crest of the Bornaian Royal Family and a titanium key with the crest of the Bornaian Royal Family and the number 1 on it.

"The card is a royal pass, you or any other people you authorized to hold this card would be able to enter my country, Kingdom of Bornai anytime and pass through without going through security. The key are a one time use to the Bornaian Royal Family's Royal Warehouse which contains but not limited to cars, antiques, artifacts, and expensive art. You would be able to take only 3 items." said King Dough

"I also thank you for your compliments on our uniforms, it is however a bit less comfortable than normal tuxedos as our texudos are designed with protection and appearance in mind. I can see that the Nachmerean uniforms are indeed quite comfortable, the appearance are in my opinion quite the pleasure for the eyes." Continued King Dough

"Excuse me as I would like to converse with the other delegates. But I remembered that you enjoyed the sight of battleships, perhaps Admiral Roland here would be an interesting person to talk to, I look forward to your small token." Said King Dough

He then walks to the Joyean and Hintuwani Delegation.

"Greetings, Gentlemans. It is good to see you here, I am King Dough of Kingdom of Bornai." Said King Dough

[Janpia]

The members of the Janpian Diplomatic Corps arrives, with Representative Ulyaka Ayaka as the leading member of the 5 delegation group. He steps out of the vehicle, wearing the average uniform of the corps. Though unlike the rest of the esteemed VIPs, the group only wore a Black Suit, topped with their personal choice for a necktie, and the badge of the Party. Though Rep. Ulyaka wears his personal gold watch, which he got from a well known watchmaker at Janpia. As accustomed, they also brought the finest chocolates from Janpia, made from the cocoa of the Katyechinci red cacao tree which can only found at the Chikali mountain range. The chocolate is placed inside the red silver box, which was topped with an intricate gold carving of the Janpian maple tree, standing out like a bonsai over the box. Indeed the chocolates is rare, and considered a luxury among Janpians. The chocolates is to be given to the royal family, as a sign of thanksgiving and mutual understanding between the 2 states. As they walk towards the entrance of the reception hall, they fixed their ties and suitcases, ready to meet and mingle with the guest. Rep. Ulyaka looks back to the delegation team, and said in a tone only heard by them.

Rep. Ulyaka:"The Party tasked us to attend the Nachmerean Jubillee celebration. Though I'd like to see you all in your best formation, and enjoy yourselves. Remember, we represent Janpia and the Party."

Though in Ulyaka's mind, he kept questioning himself, why did the Party sent him to a monarchial celebration? Perhaps for formalities, or maybe new ties? Nevertheless, it is the people's will that got him there.

"As perhaps, maybe to meet other guest?"

He thought to himself. Looking ahead, he kept a good posture, and a decent manner, since afterall, he is the leader of the Janpian delegation.

[Imperial Haiti]

May I offer you any more information? Or maybe you wish to speak now?.-says Charles.

"Your country sounds not so different to Nachmere in many ways. Our monarchy was established after long tribal wars, to bring peace and stability. His Royal Majesty acts as a balance between the various religions and ethnicities. I have never been in a tropical country before, though sometimes in the summer the Valley feels as humid as the tropics! Our cuisine is as you imagine - traditional middle eastern food." Aziza replied, easing into the conversation.

"His Majesty, do you have much time off as an Emperor? Or do you have a very hectic schedule? Everyone thinks that my father and the other nobles are always hunting or at the club, but I have to say sometimes he is at work so much I barely see him. We do hunt naturally, but by some people you would think we only sleep and shoot ducks all day! Speaking of, is it acceptable for an Empress to have such hobbies as riding, fishing and hunting? I'm afraid they don't seem lady like perhaps..."

As the Chairman shook his hand and exclaimed "The flight was excellent and it truly is a beautiful city. I am sorry that the General Secretary couldn't attend he had some business to attend to but he instructed me to offer his warmest greetings and thanks to you for the invitation!" After the brief but meaningful conversation the Chairman was left feeling enthusiastic about the event believing that it would improve foreign relations, and might help a push towards democracy in Joyea.

"Oh I know too well the issues with scheduling for these events. After all my jubilee is indeed important, but matters of state take outmost importance. You will note my own Prime Minister is not here today, though he better show up to the reception or I'll have his head!" The King joked.

In the Bornaian Delegate Lead Car, King Dough and Admiral Roland chats with each other.

"Dough, we haven't been to these kind of things for more than 10 years. Do you still remember the time when you were still a prince and we always go to these kind of things?" Asked Admiral Roland

"Of course I do, but that is now all history. We have too much to do so we have practically no time to come to this kind of things, well now we have time, we should just experience this. Well anyways, we have arrived." Said King Dough

The Bornaian Delegate arrived in 3 Armoured Rolls Royce Phantoms, which fly the flag of Kingdom of Bornai on the front of the cars. King Dough who looks no younger than 68 stepped out of the first car alongside Admiral Roland, who both wears tailored made swords on their left side. As the other delegate stepped out of their cars, a pistol with the colour white and gold that would certainly be instantly recognizable by any Nachmere citizens, it is the Royal M1935. King Dough and the other delegates all wears tuxedos and a cape that falls almost to the ground which is tailored specifically to them and are made of bulletproof material capable of withstanding small explosions and small caliber shots.

The delegates led by King Dough walks to the VIP section while they withstand the blinding effects of dozens of flashes of cameras. After they arrived, King Dough walks up to King David Kashat II to greet him.

"Greetings His Majesty, The King. I am delighted to be invited to this Jubilee. I also bring along with me a small gift of appreciation for you." Said King Dough as he hands over a Box the size of a palm but surprisingly heavy for its looks.

"His Majesty, your generosity is appreciated. I do have a small token for you as well, but for practical reasons I will present it at the reception. I must say you and your delegation make quite a dashing appearance. Nachmerean uniforms were not really made to dazzle I'm afraid, but they are very comfortable! Now let us look what is inside this charming box!"

King David Kashat opened the box and saw...

"Thank you, Your Highness, you flatter me. I see that you and I share a love for the finer things in life, your Mercedes isn't such a bad piece of work itself but if you'd like I could have an Alpas made for you - it is among my country's proudest exports," the Lakan responded.

"And before I forget, I would like to congratulate you on another successful year of reign in Nachmere. Mabuhay ka, Your Higness!" added the Lakan, praising King Kashat's good health and making a traditional Hintuwani salute.

"Ah when I was a child that car was the absolute top of the line. I was raised to appreciate a good solid automobile, after all we spend so much time on the road! I sincerely thank you for your kindness and indeed I may purchase an Alpas, though I will have to probably pay for it, we have some rules about the maximum value of gifts given to me, for obvious reasons"

The Emperor smiles at Aziza, and he feels more at ease now that he sees that Aziza seems comfortable in with him.

-My lady, I love middle eastern food! I hope I can taste it here and you can tell me more about it!-says Charles I Legrand. Whatever hobbies you have will be no problem, because as an empress, no one can tell you how to spend your free time or not. Also, who says that hunting is not a lady-like hobby? It is quite popular among the British Royal Family, for example. On the other hand, do you just like horseriding or you do artistic equitation like in the Olympic Games? I have never hunted, but I love olympic shooting, it is an extremely precise sport. On the other hand. It is strict, but not tiring. 8 hours a day, from Monday to Friday. The work is as decentralized as possible so everyone can enjoy their days off and holidays. In case the heat is too much for you, you just can head to any of our beaches and sunbath or take a bath in the sea. As an Empress, your duties will be to accompany me to all the official acts, to visit places by yourself like schools or hospitals and indeed, if I am not avaliable, to receive foreign monarchs and dignataries, however, do not fear, if they are just kings, queens, or princes and princesses, they will have to do a genuflexion to you, or to show their respects, anyway. Does that make you blush?-says Charles I Legrand, seeing that Aziza has a nervous smile in her face.

[Nachmere]

-snip-

King David Kashat opened the box and saw... A full titanium card with the crest of the Bornaian Royal Family and a titanium key with the crest of the Bornaian Royal Family and the number 1 on it.

"The card is a royal pass, you or any other people you authorized to hold this card would be able to enter my country, Kingdom of Bornai anytime and pass through without going through security. The key are a one time use to the Bornaian Royal Family's Royal Warehouse which contains but not limited to cars, antiques, artifacts, and expensive art. You would be able to take only 3 items." said King Dough

"I also thank you for your compliments on our uniforms, it is however a bit less comfortable than normal tuxedos as our texudos are designed with protection and appearance in mind. I can see that the Nachmerean uniforms are indeed quite comfortable, the appearance are in my opinion quite the pleasure for the eyes." Continued King Dough

"Excuse me as I would like to converse with the other delegates. But I remembered that you enjoyed the sight of battleships, perhaps Admiral Roland here would be an interesting person to talk to, I look forward to your small token." Said King Dough

He then walks to the Joyean and Hintuwani Delegation.

"Greetings, Gentlemans. It is good to see you here, I am King Dough of Kingdom of Bornai." Said King Dough

"Oh, what an unique gift! This is quite exceptional, I can't say I have ever seen or heard of such a thing. I may indeed come to visit your country, not only for the gift naturally!"
As King Dough made his way to meet the Janpians and Joyeans, the Nachmerean King happily turned to discuss the Bornian Battleship with Admiral Roland.

"Admiral it is a pleasure to meet you! Tell me a bit about this KBS Hope of yours, if you will? My Admirals decided to put our old battleships in mothballs, so our largest surface combatants are destroyers."

The members of the Janpian Diplomatic Corps arrives, with Representative Ulyaka Ayaka as the leading member of the 5 delegation group. He steps out of the vehicle, wearing the average uniform of the corps. Though unlike the rest of the esteemed VIPs, the group only wore a Black Suit, topped with their personal choice for a necktie, and the badge of the Party. Though Rep. Ulyaka wears his personal gold watch, which he got from a well known watchmaker at Janpia. As accustomed, they also brought the finest chocolates from Janpia, made from the cocoa of the Katyechinci red cacao tree which can only found at the Chikali mountain range. The chocolate is placed inside the red silver box, which was topped with an intricate gold carving of the Janpian maple tree, standing out like a bonsai over the box. Indeed the chocolates is rare, and considered a luxury among Janpians. The chocolates is to be given to the royal family, as a sign of thanksgiving and mutual understanding between the 2 states. As they walk towards the entrance of the reception hall, they fixed their ties and suitcases, ready to meet and mingle with the guest. Rep. Ulyaka looks back to the delegation team, and said in a tone only heard by them.

Rep. Ulyaka:"The Party tasked us to attend the Nachmerean Jubillee celebration. Though I'd like to see you all in your best formation, and enjoy yourselves. Remember, we represent Janpia and the Party."

Though in Ulyaka's mind, he kept questioning himself, why did the Party sent him to a monarchial celebration? Perhaps for formalities, or maybe new ties? Nevertheless, it is the people's will that got him there.

"As perhaps, maybe to meet other guest?"

He thought to himself. Looking ahead, he kept a good posture, and a decent manner, since afterall, he is the leader of the Janpian delegation.

The members of the Janpian Diplomatic Corps arrives, with Representative Ulyaka Ayaka as the leading member of the 5 delegation group. He steps out of the vehicle, wearing the average uniform of the corps. Though unlike the rest of the esteemed VIPs, the group only wore a Black Suit, topped with their personal choice for a necktie, and the badge of the Party. Though Rep. Ulyaka wears his personal gold watch, which he got from a well known watchmaker at Janpia. As accustomed, they also brought the finest chocolates from Janpia, made from the cocoa of the Katyechinci red cacao tree which can only found at the Chikali mountain range. The chocolate is placed inside the red silver box, which was topped with an intricate gold carving of the Janpian maple tree, standing out like a bonsai over the box. Indeed the chocolates is rare, and considered a luxury among Janpians. The chocolates is to be given to the royal family, as a sign of thanksgiving and mutual understanding between the 2 states. As they walk towards the entrance of the reception hall, they fixed their ties and suitcases, ready to meet and mingle with the guest. Rep. Ulyaka looks back to the delegation team, and said in a tone only heard by them.

Rep. Ulyaka:"The Party tasked us to attend the Nachmerean Jubillee celebration. Though I'd like to see you all in your best formation, and enjoy yourselves. Remember, we represent Janpia and the Party."

Though in Ulyaka's mind, he kept questioning himself, why did the Party sent him to a monarchial celebration? Perhaps for formalities, or maybe new ties? Nevertheless, it is the people's will that got him there.

"As perhaps, maybe to meet other guest?"

He thought to himself. Looking ahead, he kept a good posture, and a decent manner, since afterall, he is the leader of the Janpian delegation.

Representative Ulyaka was not the only delegate from a nation with strong anti-monarchy ideologies, and the King of Nachmere was highly aware of the strange mix of countries Nachmere befriended. A lot of it was down to trade, Nachmere's arms trade made her a valuable friend, and of course, his people were highly dependent on this trade for their prosperity. It was his role as monarch to try and keep good relations with all nations, for the sake of peace and trade. He personally, like many Nachmereans found socialism in its various forms an ugly ideology - but also like many Nachmereans believed firmly that each nation has a right to pick its path.

The king approached Ulyaka with a friendly smile, offered his hand and greeted the Janpian:
"Representative Ulyaka, welcome to Nachmere. I hope this visit is both useful and enjoyable." |

The Emperor smiles at Aziza, and he feels more at ease now that he sees that Aziza seems comfortable in with him.

-My lady, I love middle eastern food! I hope I can taste it here and you can tell me more about it!-says Charles I Legrand. Whatever hobbies you have will be no problem, because as an empress, no one can tell you how to spend your free time or not. Also, who says that hunting is not a lady-like hobby? It is quite popular among the British Royal Family, for example. On the other hand, do you just like horseriding or you do artistic equitation like in the Olympic Games? I have never hunted, but I love olympic shooting, it is an extremely precise sport. On the other hand. It is strict, but not tiring. 8 hours a day, from Monday to Friday. The work is as decentralized as possible so everyone can enjoy their days off and holidays. In case the heat is too much for you, you just can head to any of our beaches and sunbath or take a bath in the sea. As an Empress, your duties will be to accompany me to all the official acts, to visit places by yourself like schools or hospitals and indeed, if I am not avaliable, to receive foreign monarchs and dignataries, however, do not fear, if they are just kings, queens, or princes and princesses, they will have to do a genuflexion to you, or to show their respects, anyway. Does that make you blush?-says Charles I Legrand, seeing that Aziza has a nervous smile in her face.

"Oh I am not nearly that talented a rider. We own a large estate, a rural one you see? So father and I...And my brother before he joined the military...We ride horses around and visit the farmers that live on the estate - a far cry from meeting royalty! But we depend on each other, us and the farmers. In the old days they relied on my ancestors for protection and they relied on them for tax income. Now its a far more business like relationship of course...You should come visit us and hunt some ducks. We only hunt what we intend to eat or give our farmers to eat...It's not quite as precise as target shooting, but it requires - I believe - a similar level of patience and control. It took me ages to learn to hit them in flight, and it's poor form and sportsmanship to shoot them on the ground!"

[Asucki]

"Ambassador Ailtrain! How are you doing today? I am very happy you could join us! Please let me interduce my wife Her Royal Majesty Yael Kashat, and my lovely daughter, Princess Tzvia."
The king shook Ailtrains hand firmly, followed by the Queen and Princess.
"I do apologize for the weather, sometimes I wish I was anointed in March"

Ailtrain shook the king's hand and exchanged a pleasant smile with the queen and princess. "I must say that I'm happy to be here as well. You have a beautiful country, with, if I might add, equally beautiful food and drink. The weather could certainly be better, but it is summer, not much can be done about that. Regardless, I look forward to seeing our Third Company in action. We are a people very proud of our military, and our parade troops represent generations of tradition and quality..."

Before the ambassador could begin a longwinded spiel about the Asuckian military, one of the Junior Ambassadors tapped him on the shoulder and whispered something in his ear. Ailtrain's eyes widened just a bit and he jolted up. "Of course! How could I forget," he exclaimed, half to the other Asuckian and half to the king. Turning his attention fully towards the king, he continued. "The Asuckian government has seen fit to send us with a gift for His Majesty. I think you'll enjoy it very much." The leader of the delegation motioned to the others, who brought forth a wooden display box.

The box was made with a great degree of craftsmanship; the wood had been sanded down to the point where it was soft and smooth to the touch, the glass face was solid and comfortably set, and the inside was lined with cushioned red cloth. Inside was a bolt action rifle. Its barrel and Mauser-style action had been polished to be nearly reflective, and the wooden furniture had been treated with oil for a smooth, shiny finish. A rectangular brass plate on the buttstock read "Presented to His Royal Majesty David Kashat II, King of Nachmere, in the Year of our Lord 2022 in celebration of his 25 years of faithful leadership"

Having completed his task, Ailtrain smiled once more and spoke to the king again. "It's been a pleasure meeting you. I hope to speak more about our countries, food, and a great deal of other things in the future, but right now," he swiveled his head to look around at the diverse group of ambassadors and delegates from nations across the world, "I'd like to introduce myself to some of the others while we're all still together. Might not be able to find any of these folks again once the parade starts."

[Lauzanne]

Nataliya Vantcheva had one leg crossed over the other, tapping her foot in time to an imaginary tune as the vehicle moved past a crowd of people towards the venue.
"Certainly beats my earlier assignment." Nataliya commented to the other passenger, Mister Illiesci.
"Well, I suppose working with your organisation has it's ups and downs. Remember, no fooling around."
"No fooling around, no snooping. Turn up for the nice party, watch the parade, check out some boats, leave." Nataliya replied, the vehicle coming to a halt as the pair left the black sedan.

Vasya Illiesci was a man of middle age and fair skin, dressed in an impeccable navy blue suit with a golden tie, his sense of dress as sharp as his features as he stood a full head above the lady accompanying him for the day. As if to contrast him, Nataliya was dressed in a soldier's attire, the breast of her green dress shirt adorned with two medals. On her shoulders were a single gold star, indicative of her rank as a Maior. The pants she wore were blue, a striking piece of attire with a white stripe down the side. She donned her large peaked cap when she left the vehicle, moving up to greet the King before the other vehicle arrived. The pair were the first to approach the King after the others had left, Nataliya saluting the man first, followed by Illiesci offering a hand to shake with both the King and Queen.
"Greetings, King David. This is my company for the day, Maior Vantcheva. How have you been on this fine day?"

[Imperial Haiti]

King David Kashat opened the box and saw... A full titanium card with the crest of the Bornaian Royal Family and a titanium key with the crest of the Bornaian Royal Family and the number 1 on it.

"The card is a royal pass, you or any other people you authorized to hold this card would be able to enter my country, Kingdom of Bornai anytime and pass through without going through security. The key are a one time use to the Bornaian Royal Family's Royal Warehouse which contains but not limited to cars, antiques, artifacts, and expensive art. You would be able to take only 3 items." said King Dough

"I also thank you for your compliments on our uniforms, it is however a bit less comfortable than normal tuxedos as our texudos are designed with protection and appearance in mind. I can see that the Nachmerean uniforms are indeed quite comfortable, the appearance are in my opinion quite the pleasure for the eyes." Continued King Dough

"Excuse me as I would like to converse with the other delegates. But I remembered that you enjoyed the sight of battleships, perhaps Admiral Roland here would be an interesting person to talk to, I look forward to your small token." Said King Dough

He then walks to the Joyean and Hintuwani Delegation.

"Greetings, Gentlemans. It is good to see you here, I am King Dough of Kingdom of Bornai." Said King Dough

"Oh, what an unique gift! This is quite exceptional, I can't say I have ever seen or heard of such a thing. I may indeed come to visit your country, not only for the gift naturally!"
As King Dough made his way to meet the Janpians and Joyeans, the Nachmerean King happily turned to discuss the Bornian Battleship with Admiral Roland.

"Admiral it is a pleasure to meet you! Tell me a bit about this KBS Hope of yours, if you will? My Admirals decided to put our old battleships in mothballs, so our largest surface combatants are destroyers."

The members of the Janpian Diplomatic Corps arrives, with Representative Ulyaka Ayaka as the leading member of the 5 delegation group. He steps out of the vehicle, wearing the average uniform of the corps. Though unlike the rest of the esteemed VIPs, the group only wore a Black Suit, topped with their personal choice for a necktie, and the badge of the Party. Though Rep. Ulyaka wears his personal gold watch, which he got from a well known watchmaker at Janpia. As accustomed, they also brought the finest chocolates from Janpia, made from the cocoa of the Katyechinci red cacao tree which can only found at the Chikali mountain range. The chocolate is placed inside the red silver box, which was topped with an intricate gold carving of the Janpian maple tree, standing out like a bonsai over the box. Indeed the chocolates is rare, and considered a luxury among Janpians. The chocolates is to be given to the royal family, as a sign of thanksgiving and mutual understanding between the 2 states. As they walk towards the entrance of the reception hall, they fixed their ties and suitcases, ready to meet and mingle with the guest. Rep. Ulyaka looks back to the delegation team, and said in a tone only heard by them.

Rep. Ulyaka:"The Party tasked us to attend the Nachmerean Jubillee celebration. Though I'd like to see you all in your best formation, and enjoy yourselves. Remember, we represent Janpia and the Party."

Though in Ulyaka's mind, he kept questioning himself, why did the Party sent him to a monarchial celebration? Perhaps for formalities, or maybe new ties? Nevertheless, it is the people's will that got him there.

"As perhaps, maybe to meet other guest?"

He thought to himself. Looking ahead, he kept a good posture, and a decent manner, since afterall, he is the leader of the Janpian delegation.

The members of the Janpian Diplomatic Corps arrives, with Representative Ulyaka Ayaka as the leading member of the 5 delegation group. He steps out of the vehicle, wearing the average uniform of the corps. Though unlike the rest of the esteemed VIPs, the group only wore a Black Suit, topped with their personal choice for a necktie, and the badge of the Party. Though Rep. Ulyaka wears his personal gold watch, which he got from a well known watchmaker at Janpia. As accustomed, they also brought the finest chocolates from Janpia, made from the cocoa of the Katyechinci red cacao tree which can only found at the Chikali mountain range. The chocolate is placed inside the red silver box, which was topped with an intricate gold carving of the Janpian maple tree, standing out like a bonsai over the box. Indeed the chocolates is rare, and considered a luxury among Janpians. The chocolates is to be given to the royal family, as a sign of thanksgiving and mutual understanding between the 2 states. As they walk towards the entrance of the reception hall, they fixed their ties and suitcases, ready to meet and mingle with the guest. Rep. Ulyaka looks back to the delegation team, and said in a tone only heard by them.

Rep. Ulyaka:"The Party tasked us to attend the Nachmerean Jubillee celebration. Though I'd like to see you all in your best formation, and enjoy yourselves. Remember, we represent Janpia and the Party."

Though in Ulyaka's mind, he kept questioning himself, why did the Party sent him to a monarchial celebration? Perhaps for formalities, or maybe new ties? Nevertheless, it is the people's will that got him there.

"As perhaps, maybe to meet other guest?"

He thought to himself. Looking ahead, he kept a good posture, and a decent manner, since afterall, he is the leader of the Janpian delegation.

Representative Ulyaka was not the only delegate from a nation with strong anti-monarchy ideologies, and the King of Nachmere was highly aware of the strange mix of countries Nachmere befriended. A lot of it was down to trade, Nachmere's arms trade made her a valuable friend, and of course, his people were highly dependent on this trade for their prosperity. It was his role as monarch to try and keep good relations with all nations, for the sake of peace and trade. He personally, like many Nachmereans found socialism in its various forms an ugly ideology - but also like many Nachmereans believed firmly that each nation has a right to pick its path.

The king approached Ulyaka with a friendly smile, offered his hand and greeted the Janpian:
"Representative Ulyaka, welcome to Nachmere. I hope this visit is both useful and enjoyable." |

The Emperor smiles at Aziza, and he feels more at ease now that he sees that Aziza seems comfortable in with him.

-My lady, I love middle eastern food! I hope I can taste it here and you can tell me more about it!-says Charles I Legrand. Whatever hobbies you have will be no problem, because as an empress, no one can tell you how to spend your free time or not. Also, who says that hunting is not a lady-like hobby? It is quite popular among the British Royal Family, for example. On the other hand, do you just like horseriding or you do artistic equitation like in the Olympic Games? I have never hunted, but I love olympic shooting, it is an extremely precise sport. On the other hand. It is strict, but not tiring. 8 hours a day, from Monday to Friday. The work is as decentralized as possible so everyone can enjoy their days off and holidays. In case the heat is too much for you, you just can head to any of our beaches and sunbath or take a bath in the sea. As an Empress, your duties will be to accompany me to all the official acts, to visit places by yourself like schools or hospitals and indeed, if I am not avaliable, to receive foreign monarchs and dignataries, however, do not fear, if they are just kings, queens, or princes and princesses, they will have to do a genuflexion to you, or to show their respects, anyway. Does that make you blush?-says Charles I Legrand, seeing that Aziza has a nervous smile in her face.

"Oh I am not nearly that talented a rider. We own a large estate, a rural one you see? So father and I...And my brother before he joined the military...We ride horses around and visit the farmers that live on the estate - a far cry from meeting royalty! But we depend on each other, us and the farmers. In the old days they relied on my ancestors for protection and they relied on them for tax income. Now its a far more business like relationship of course...You should come visit us and hunt some ducks. We only hunt what we intend to eat or give our farmers to eat...It's not quite as precise as target shooting, but it requires - I believe - a similar level of patience and control. It took me ages to learn to hit them in flight, and it's poor form and sportsmanship to shoot them on the ground!"

"No problem, says the Emperor, me neither. Yes, I get the thing, it is nice to see how everything has evolved from feudalism to busniess, isn't it? I will, with much pleasure, will you please go hunting with me, my lady? Yeah, I agree, shooting animals just for fun is something barbaric in my opinion. Now, changing topics, as you already know, there is a reception after the parade, so, would you please be so kind so to attend it with me? I really enjoy your company, and your beauty iluminates my day, and I would love to dance with you, says the emperor, kissing her hand again"

[Nachmere]

Ailtrain shook the king's hand and exchanged a pleasant smile with the queen and princess. "I must say that I'm happy to be here as well. You have a beautiful country, with, if I might add, equally beautiful food and drink. The weather could certainly be better, but it is summer, not much can be done about that. Regardless, I look forward to seeing our Third Company in action. We are a people very proud of our military, and our parade troops represent generations of tradition and quality..."

Before the ambassador could begin a longwinded spiel about the Asuckian military, one of the Junior Ambassadors tapped him on the shoulder and whispered something in his ear. Ailtrain's eyes widened just a bit and he jolted up. "Of course! How could I forget," he exclaimed, half to the other Asuckian and half to the king. Turning his attention fully towards the king, he continued. "The Asuckian government has seen fit to send us with a gift for His Majesty. I think you'll enjoy it very much." The leader of the delegation motioned to the others, who brought forth a wooden display box.

The box was made with a great degree of craftsmanship; the wood had been sanded down to the point where it was soft and smooth to the touch, the glass face was solid and comfortably set, and the inside was lined with cushioned red cloth. Inside was a bolt action rifle. Its barrel and Mauser-style action had been polished to be nearly reflective, and the wooden furniture had been treated with oil for a smooth, shiny finish. A rectangular brass plate on the buttstock read "Presented to His Royal Majesty David Kashat II, King of Nachmere, in the Year of our Lord 2022 in celebration of his 25 years of faithful leadership"

Having completed his task, Ailtrain smiled once more and spoke to the king again. "It's been a pleasure meeting you. I hope to speak more about our countries, food, and a great deal of other things in the future, but right now," he swiveled his head to look around at the diverse group of ambassadors and delegates from nations across the world, "I'd like to introduce myself to some of the others while we're all still together. Might not be able to find any of these folks again once the parade starts."

"This is an exquisite looking rifle. I am very happy to receive a weapon from you, it is a sign of true friendship. I have my own gift for you but for logistics purposes it was a bit unfeasible to bring gifts for so many delegates to the parade grounds. I can hardly wait for the reception, and I am sure the food and drink will be to your liking! Now enjoy the parade and try not to work too hard..."

Nataliya Vantcheva had one leg crossed over the other, tapping her foot in time to an imaginary tune as the vehicle moved past a crowd of people towards the venue.
"Certainly beats my earlier assignment." Nataliya commented to the other passenger, Mister Illiesci.
"Well, I suppose working with your organisation has it's ups and downs. Remember, no fooling around."
"No fooling around, no snooping. Turn up for the nice party, watch the parade, check out some boats, leave." Nataliya replied, the vehicle coming to a halt as the pair left the black sedan.

Vasya Illiesci was a man of middle age and fair skin, dressed in an impeccable navy blue suit with a golden tie, his sense of dress as sharp as his features as he stood a full head above the lady accompanying him for the day. As if to contrast him, Nataliya was dressed in a soldier's attire, the breast of her green dress shirt adorned with two medals. On her shoulders were a single gold star, indicative of her rank as a Maior. The pants she wore were blue, a striking piece of attire with a white stripe down the side. She donned her large peaked cap when she left the vehicle, moving up to greet the King before the other vehicle arrived. The pair were the first to approach the King after the others had left, Nataliya saluting the man first, followed by Illiesci offering a hand to shake with both the King and Queen.
"Greetings, King David. This is my company for the day, Maior Vantcheva. How have you been on this fine day?"

The King smiled an amused and friendly smile. After half an hour of polished diplomats using correct language, the direct (if somewhat brash) address of "King David" was endearing. Not every country had a tradition of monarchy, and the King could tell from the tone and expression no offense was meant. Lauzanne and Nachmere had good economic ties at the highest levels of the military industrial complex after all.

" Mister...Illiesci! How nice to meet you! And Major Vantecheva, you as well. Did you know we will be parading the Sea Guardian system today? My Admirals are quite pleased with it, the Prime Minister told me they intend to order more, perhaps even the Army...In any case such things can be discussed with you by people more in the know than I. Please enjoy your stay in Nachmere."

"No problem, says the Emperor, me neither. Yes, I get the thing, it is nice to see how everything has evolved from feudalism to busniess, isn't it? I will, with much pleasure, will you please go hunting with me, my lady? Yeah, I agree, shooting animals just for fun is something barbaric in my opinion. Now, changing topics, as you already know, there is a reception after the parade, so, would you please be so kind so to attend it with me? I really enjoy your company, and your beauty iluminates my day, and I would love to dance with you, says the emperor, kissing her hand again"

Aziza was not actually invited to the reception. Actually her mother was supposed to go with her father. But hey, why not? She has only been to the rose palace half a dozen times her whole life, and going as the date for an emperor seemed like an interesting time.
"His Majesty I will be happy to accompany you, certainly."