День перемен [Svenska-Britannia Only] (CLOSED)

[Svenska-Britannia]

Albert picked up the phone and wondered who was calling at such a sudden notice.

He saw the caller, it was Charles...

Something was off about it, the ringtone of the phone is only reserved for those in emergency situations.

Picking up the phone, Albert received the call.

"Your Majesty, what made you call this sudden?" Albert would ask.

"Albert! you have got to know about this! its urgent news from Corrington!" Charles would almost yell over the phone.

"What, what is it?" He asked.

"The Corrish Capital! it just received an ICBM Strike from a hostile nation!" Charles bellowed.

Albert immediately stood up from his seat, full of surprise and rage.

"WHAT?!?!?" He would yell.

"I've already sent for Immediate Humanitarian Relief to the Corrish capital, the Corrish Royal Family is currently being escorted to somewhere else." Charles said.

"How many casualties!?" His voice still as loud.

"Hundreds of thousands! possibly a million!" Charles would say.

Albert slammed his right hand on the table in rage.

"SIR, IF YOU WOULD ALLOW ME TO GIVE THE ORDER TO RETALIATE WITH OUR SUPERWEAPONS THEN IT WOULD BE DONE IMMEDIATELY!" He replied in rage.

"Not for now Albert! we don't want to risk another World War!" Charles would state.

Albert would sigh, still enraged..

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

Albert picked up the phone and wondered who was calling at such a sudden notice.

He saw the caller, it was Charles...

Something was off about it, the ringtone of the phone is only reserved for those in emergency situations.

Picking up the phone, Albert received the call.

"Your Majesty, what made you call this sudden?" Albert would ask.

"Albert! you have got to know about this! its urgent news from Corrington!" Charles would almost yell over the phone.

"What, what is it?" He asked.

"The Corrish Capital! it just received an ICBM Strike from a hostile nation!" Charles bellowed.

Albert immediately stood up from his seat, full of surprise and rage.

"WHAT?!?!?" He would yell.

"I've already sent for Immediate Humanitarian Relief to the Corrish capital, the Corrish Royal Family is currently being escorted to somewhere else." Charles said.

"How many casualties!?" His voice still as loud.

"Hundreds of thousands! possibly a million!" Charles would say.

Albert slammed his right hand on the table in rage.

"SIR, IF YOU WOULD ALLOW ME TO GIVE THE ORDER TO RETALIATE WITH OUR SUPERWEAPONS THEN IT WOULD BE DONE IMMEDIATELY!" He replied in rage.

"Not for now Albert! we don't want to risk another World War!" Charles would state.

Albert would sigh, still enraged..

Whilst Albert was taking his phone call, Ilyina received her own. Though when she does, it fails, no one picked up. With a small sigh, she flicks through her phone's messages, to come to a voicemail.
Upon listening to it, a horrid situation dawns on the now stressed Ilyina. It was from Princess Pricilla of Corrington, and in a rushed voice, perhaps echoy like they were underground, she says that Corrington suffered the worst terrorist attack in history, an Inter Continental Ballistic Missile leveling the capital, causing hundreds and thousands of casualties and forcing the survivors, including the royal family to retreat to underground bomb shelters.

With a face of many emotions, including confusion, surprise, sorrow... And anger, she takes no time in rushing over to a large dinner bell, slamming one of her palms onto it as it loudly rings out, causing Alexander to almost jump out of his seat in surprise and marching footsteps start coming closer all throughout the Novyy Tsaritsyn Kremlin.

Alexander Romanov
"By the divines, you could of warned me, girl! If this is an attempt to hu..."
Ilyina Romanova
"Sorry, sorry father. I need to see the Czar's Guard as soon as possible, it's urgent."

Alexander's face lightens a little, and seems to be ready to apologise and question, but before that a group of Czar's Guard and Kremlin staff march through the double doors to the Dining Room, in order to simply retrieve the plates and cutlery. However, their faces turn to confusion upon seeing Alexander has still yet to finish his food.
Ilyina walks up to them, before exclaiming:

Tsarina Ilyina Romanova
"Sirs. Madams, I need you all to heed what I am saying, as it is urgent."
Czar's Guard
"You seem awfully flustered, your majesty. Please tell us what is wrong..."

[Svenska-Britannia]

Continuing with the phone call conversation.

Albert is seething with rage as Charles further informs him of the situation.

"I know you are just as pissed as i am, but right now we need to help the Corrish in their situation. VTOLS and Landing Ships filled with supplies are on the way to help them.." Charles would reason.

"I understand Your Majesty, but it would be better if the ones responsible for the ICBM strike are to be immediately bombed to hell.." He would reply with pure unadulterated lividness.

"The perpetrators will be dealt with as soon as possible, for now you need to give the order for the Military to be on the Highest Alert." Charles would say.

"Understood Your Majesty." He replied, before the call ended.



Albert would press another Application in the Phone which immediately gives a U.I into the Imperial Military.

He would press a few buttons here and there, before finally informing him.

"IMPERIAL ARMED FORCES ARE NOW ON CODE CRIMSON" The Application's A.I Interface would state over the Phone, being audible enough for everyone in the Room.

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

Continuing with the phone call conversation.

Albert is seething with rage as Charles further informs him of the situation.

"I know you are just as pissed as i am, but right now we need to help the Corrish in their situation. VTOLS and Landing Ships filled with supplies are on the way to help them.." Charles would reason.

"I understand Your Majesty, but it would be better if the ones responsible for the ICBM strike are to be immediately bombed to hell.." He would reply with pure unadulterated lividness.

"The perpetrators will be dealt with as soon as possible, for now you need to give the order for the Military to be on the Highest Alert." Charles would say.

"Understood Your Majesty." He replied, before the call ended.



Albert would press another Application in the Phone which immediately gives a U.I into the Imperial Military.

He would press a few buttons here and there, before finally informing him.

"IMPERIAL ARMED FORCES ARE NOW ON CODE CRIMSON" The Application's A.I Interface would state over the Phone, being audible enough for everyone in the Room.

The Czar's Guard and Kremlin's staff can tell that this is nothing ordinary, even the most dim of people could get that hint. With a combination of the still busy Dining Table, Ilyina's face... And the shouting from Albert von Windserdotte in the background. They shuffle on their feet, preparing for whatever news that they will be informed with.

Ilyina Romanova
"I... I have just been notified of the worst terror attack known to mankind has now taken place, an entire city, hit by an ICBM by an unknown group."

The Tsarina hastily pulls out her phone from her pocket. She puts the voicemail on as the primary screen, ready for her plan, before quickly handing it to one of the flabbergasted Czar's Guard.
She commands quickly:

Tsarina Ilyina Romanova
"I am not drilling you, sirs and madams, this is unfortunately true. The capital city of the nation known as Corrington has been hit, thousands, no hundreds of thousands could have fallen to the blast. Take my phone, the voicemail proving this is on it.
Take yourselves immediately, and as fast as possible to Ankoridzh, and to Lukina Mikhailovna. Tell her in addition that I would recommend putting our military on full alert, send whatever is possible to aid in the humanitarian crisis, and send an elite team to extract the poor Corrish royal family from their woes, and bring them to the Kremlin.

Use the helicopter if you need to, but please do not waste any time. Dismissed."

The Czar's Guard are completely caught off guard. They stammer in shock and confusion as they respond with:

Czar's Guard
"You. You are, serious. Aren't you. Your majesty?
Urm, very. Well, your... Ah, gods, we'll fulfill your wishes as quickly as possible."

And so the Czar's Guard storm out of the Dining Room, towards god knows where. The Kremlin's Staff exchange worried glances, before slowly advancing to the Dining Table, and taking the emptied plates into their hands, before quickly marching out of the room, exchanging murmurs to eachother as they do...

[Svenska-Britannia]

Albert gritted his teeth at the news, to think that the Corrish Capital has been hit by an ICBM strike is absolutely livid to him.

He tried catching his breath, breathing heavily.

"DAMM THOSE BASTARDS TO HELL!" He raged.

He slammed his fist to a nearby wall, and furiously stormed out of the Dining Room.

Albert would head to the direction of the Balcony.

[Corrington]

(Just an FYI, since all of this unfolded a few days ago, we and our allies did retaliate with strikes, and bring them to a peace agreement. More recently, we pressured them into extraditing their war criminals so that we could put them on trial Nuremberg-style. But at where you guys are at right now, the Prime Minister is authorizing a ballistic missile submarine in the Pacific to move in near the coast to strike the launch site of those missiles which fired on dozens of countries. Also, Queen Annetta II, Prince John, and nine relatives of lesser hierarchy were sent to Rananke to be in the care of Prince Louis and Princess Priscilla, while currently King Richard V, Prince John, Prince Edward, Princess Cordelia, the Duchess of Berwick and the Duke of Plymdale will be sent to Novyy Tsaritsyn. Priscilla herself might stop by later once travel is considered more safe.)

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

Albert gritted his teeth at the news, to think that the Corrish Capital has been hit by an ICBM strike is absolutely livid to him.

He tried catching his breath, breathing heavily.

"DAMM THOSE BASTARDS TO HELL!" He raged.

He slammed his fist to a nearby wall, and furiously stormed out of the Dining Room.

Albert would head to the direction of the Balcony.

Ilyina would watch as her livid husband - to - be loses his cool. He gives one of the pillars of the room a forceful punch, before exclaiming his rage and promptly makes his way out of the room with a huff. The Tsarina herself is angry at the sudden news, though she finds that she has different ways of coping with her stresses than her beloved.
Be it as it may, she can tell that Albert needs some time to cool off. She slowly turns around to look at her flabbergasted father, Alexander. He gives a long, drawn out sigh, before exclaiming:

Alexander Romanov
"My... Daughter. I would like to believe that the two of you are pulling some sick joke on me... But, by your expression, I know this is not the case. (Sighs loudly) I have witnessed much trouble during my time on the throne. I saw the Yugoslav state collapse into horrible civil war, thousands, hundreds of thousands of poor people laying dead on the streets of Sarajevo, Zagreb, and more. The 9/11 attacks shocked the world to the core.
But this... Christ, Ilyina. This could cause worldwide strife if we're not careful. Not to mention the poor lives lost to international terrorism."
Ilyina Romanova
"It's a travesty, on all levels... Those poor, poor citizens who died in that event.
The people who caused this... They deserve to rot in the nastiest jail for the rest of their lives."

[Svenska-Britannia]

After a while, Albert managed to get himself on one of the Balconies of the Kremlin.

The balcony would face away from the Capital, only with the landscape of the Alaskan tundra in its direction.

He inhaled his breath, before unleashing a bellowing scream.

"BASTAAAARDS! , ALL OF YOUUU!!" Albert would bellow.

The scream would echo throughout the Alaskan Tundra, with such hatred.

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

After a while, Albert managed to get himself on one of the Balconies of the Kremlin.

The balcony would face away from the Capital, only with the landscape of the Alaskan tundra in its direction.

He inhaled his breath, before unleashing a bellowing scream.

"BASTAAAARDS! , ALL OF YOUUU!!" Albert would bellow.

The scream would echo throughout the Alaskan Tundra, with such hatred.

As Ilyina and Alexander was talking and contemplating about the... Unfortunate, situation, one would be able to hear a scream echo throughout the Novyy Tsaritsyn Kremlin. Her majesty would quickly realise that it came from her beloved Albert, it seems that he is not taking the sudden, horrid news well... She slowly turns to look at Alexander with worry on her face.

Ilyina Romanova
"The... My poor Albert does not seem to be taking this very well, father... Neither am I, to be honest... I am not one to react as such. I... I should g."

Alexander would interrupt his daughter mid sentence in order to usher her to check on Albert.

Alexander Romanov
"Well, do not request for my permission, Ilyina. Go, check on your distressed husband - to - be."

[Svenska-Britannia]

Albert slammed his fists over and over at the ceramic guard rails of the balcony, livid at the news.

"Those fucking..."

SLAM

"FUCKING..."

SLAM

Eventually, overtime his fists stopped slamming the ceramic. He slowly slumped unto the floor, his emotions bursting with grief.

His tears started pouring down from his eyes, his sobbing just being audible enough for anyone nearby.

"Why..."


"WHY!?!" He bellowed for one last time.


Eventually he would curl up on the floor, broken already from the grief and his tears pooling down.

Sobbing for the entirety of it...

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

Albert slammed his fists over and over at the ceramic guard rails of the balcony, livid at the news.

"Those fucking..."

SLAM

"FUCKING..."

SLAM

Eventually, overtime his fists stopped slamming the ceramic. He slowly slumped unto the floor, his emotions bursting with grief.

His tears started pouring down from his eyes, his sobbing just being audible enough for anyone nearby.

"Why..."


"WHY!?!" He bellowed for one last time.


Eventually he would curl up on the floor, broken already from the grief and his tears pooling down.

Sobbing for the entirety of it...

As Ilyina and Alexander was talking and contemplating about the... Unfortunate, situation, one would be able to hear a scream echo throughout the Novyy Tsaritsyn Kremlin. Her majesty would quickly realise that it came from her beloved Albert, it seems that he is not taking the sudden, horrid news well... She slowly turns to look at Alexander with worry on her face.

Ilyina Romanova
"The... My poor Albert does not seem to be taking this very well, father... Neither am I, to be honest... I am not one to react as such. I... I should g."

Alexander would interrupt his daughter mid sentence in order to usher her to check on Albert.

Alexander Romanov
"Well, do not request for my permission, Ilyina. Go, check on your distressed husband - to - be."

Ilyina would give her father a low, very low smile indeed, staring into his eyes for what feels like an eternity. The eyes once again deceive the individual, the wide pupils, the quick blinking and the gaze of them darting around the sockets makes it obvious that something is most certianly wrong in the Tsarina's psychology.
It would be hard for Alexander Romanov to not notice this, but he does not make any mention of it.. ..Eventually, she would pull away from Alexander's gaze, gives a long sigh before promptly leaving the room, and now attempting to locate her beloved. The grief of the horrid situation seems to strike the royal in a way of which makes her look drunk, walking on a tangent and swaying slowly from side to side as her feet force her to move.

By any luck, it seems that she'd find herself on a balcony, overlooking the Alaskan tundra that goes on as far as the eye can see. But this, not even the sudden cold battering against her unprotected body is what catches her attention. An audible sobbing would be heard, and when Ilyina would look toward the source of the noise, to see her grief - stricken husband - to - be curled up in a ball on the cold, marble floor, bawling like a small child.
She would regain her senses, and rush towards him, taking no heed of the sheer cold of Alaska as she kneels to his level, and lays a hand on his shaking body...

[Svenska-Britannia]

Albert shook due to the alaskan cold, shivering while sobbing.

But then, a warm feeling would then fill his body. He looked as to what made this warmth.

There, he saw her darling Ilyina. Giving him the warmth he was wondering about.

"I-Ilyina..*sniff*..what are you doing here.." Albert questioned.

"Aren't you supposed *sniff* to be dealing with other issues?" He followed up.

His body shivered at the cold.

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

Albert shook due to the alaskan cold, shivering while sobbing.

But then, a warm feeling would then fill his body. He looked as to what made this warmth.

There, he saw her darling Ilyina. Giving him the warmth he was wondering about.

"I-Ilyina..*sniff*..what are you doing here.." Albert questioned.

"Aren't you supposed *sniff* to be dealing with other issues?" He followed up.

His body shivered at the cold.

The Tsarina wouldn't respond with words, rather with action. She would nudge Albert with her body, as if giving him some sort of signal. After two seconds pass, she wraps her two arms around his shivering body, and tries to use her might to lift him up to his feet. He's not heavy, reliatively speaking, but Ilyina isn't exactly strong either. She tries to comfort him with her words all the whilst, saying:

Ilyina Romanova
(Short, light grunt of exertion) "Urgh... Come on, my dearest, we need to be out of this bitter cold. You'll be alright, I'm right beside you."

[Svenska-Britannia]

Albert would carry himself inside the palace, with Ilyina just right by his side.

His thoughts were going all over the place, but mostly being filled with grief.

He stiffles his sobs and tries to hide it from his beloved.

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

Albert would carry himself inside the palace, with Ilyina just right by his side.

His thoughts were going all over the place, but mostly being filled with grief.

He stiffles his sobs and tries to hide it from his beloved.

Ilyina would be glad that her love would find the strength in himself to move by himself, as she isn't necessarily the strongest lass in the world. She would gently rub one of her free hands along Albert's back in order to try and comfort him, whether it works or not is a different question entirely.
Her majesty would be torn about the news, but as selfless as ever around her beloved, she would focus herself on his wellbeing rather than her own. She finds it to be a surprisingly effective remedy..

..Now in the warmth of the Kremlin, they would both slump to the floor, Ilyina giving a small sigh as she does so.
She would crawl up to Albert's side, before inviting him to an embrace with her arms. Though the Tsarina would not shed any tears, her eyes prove to be dry from the strain of keeping tears back, or perhaps the cold.

Ilyina Romanova
"You'll be alright, my love... Come, try to find the strength I assume a Grand General would have, I... I really do not like seeing your cry, Albert..."

[Svenska-Britannia]

"I..im sorry for being this emotional Darling..i just never thought that it would actually happen, where a friend of ours is.." He replied.

"I just hope Priscilla and the rest of the Corrish Royal Family are okay.." He nervously replied.

He pulled out a napkin from one of his pockets, wiping away his tears..

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

"I..im sorry for being this emotional Darling..i just never thought that it would actually happen, where a friend of ours is.." He replied.

"I just hope Priscilla and the rest of the Corrish Royal Family are okay.." He nervously replied.

He pulled out a napkin from one of his pockets, wiping away his tears..

Ilyina would give a low smile in response to his murmurs of worry. She would raise one of her hands, then slowly would brush it against Albert's cold, pale face. She can still feel the freezing Alaskan temperatures on his face as it had yet to gain warmth, and would also feel salt and water on it, from his tears.
The Tsarina would attempt to console the man the best possible, and tells him of something:

Ilyina Romanova
"You are ever such a selfless person, my dearest. I'm sure that the Corrish Royal Family has found sanctuary away from the carnage...
I at least know that Priscilla is alive and well. I got a voicemail from her just a little while ago, she personally let me know of the travesty. So your fears for her are unfounded..."

[WeeTurds]

Russian words

[Charoskania]

Russian words

Hello

[Svenska-Britannia]

Albert would then be filled with relief, hugging his darling beloved.

"Thank you for telling me that...thank you.."

He embraced her tightly, his tears still spilling from his eyes.

[Charoskania]

Albert has been through alot with his Lover for the past few weeks, especially when just hours earlier did his lover take a pregnancy test. Naturally it made him uneasy but he just lived his life with the one whom he loves as much as they could.

"Oh yes of course my Darling, we should take our minds off of what is stressing ourselves. And I would definetly would not miss to see you in action with that Bow.." Albert replied to his lover, putting away the stresses of the past few weeks and days.

:/
Please in the Name of Christianity

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

Albert would then be filled with relief, hugging his darling beloved.

"Thank you for telling me that...thank you.."

He embraced her tightly, his tears still spilling from his eyes.

Ilyina's beloved husband - to - be would be visually relieved by what she had told him. Albert would thank her, both through word of mouth and action, pulling her into an embrace, of which she would accept in earnest, falling into his arms and laying her head against his chest.
She would also pull out some handkerchief from one of her pockets, before lifting Albert's face ever so daintily with her palm, before attempting to clear the tears from his face.

Tsarina Ilyina Romanova
(Light chuckle) "Oh, my Albert. I would've told you earlier, but you stormed off in such a hurry. It was like some demon took you over as you became enraged at the news.
Oh, I'm angry about it too, do not think I'm devoid of emotion. I just... Deal with that differently than you, I suppose. Please, you need not worry anymore, I'm sure the hardy Corrish people will bounce back from the catastrophe before our very eyes."

[Svenska-Britannia]

Albert smiled at his lover's remarks, Delivering a peck in her cheeks.

"Oh if only i knew..but yes, i do hope the Corrish are able to recover from this disastrous catastrophe..seeing as their capital got stricken by an ICBM.

Pardon me for my storming out of the dining room, i may or may not have inherited a certain angry personality from Charles.." He chuckled.

[Charoskania]

ooc: Please get married before having children

[Tsarstvo Alyaski]

Albert smiled at his lover's remarks, Delivering a peck in her cheeks.

"Oh if only i knew..but yes, i do hope the Corrish are able to recover from this disastrous catastrophe..seeing as their capital got stricken by an ICBM.

Pardon me for my storming out of the dining room, i may or may not have inherited a certain angry personality from Charles.." He chuckled.

Tsarina Ilyina Romanova
"To say that you were angry would be a... (Quiet giggle) Understatement, my beloved. But, it was understandable, what person would be so cruel as to put thousands at lives at stake with a WMD? I hope that whoever authorized that will burn in the deepest recesses of hell.
God teaches us to forgive, but I would never do so for such an act.

Now, by any means, let's get up, shall we? No point dwelling on what's been done... And my father must be wondering what has happened to us, no?"

Ilyina would encourage Albert to raise himself to his feet, as she would stand up herself. She lets out a deep sigh as her own thoughts come back to her, and she desperately tries to control them, instead focusing on her love.

---

By this time, with the help of the Kremlin's staff, the old Alexander would've slinked back to one of the lounges of the building, in order to find someplace more comfortable to sit and brood.
He wants to believe that his daughter, and in addition Albert von Windserdotte is playing some massive joke on him, but somehow he can't bring himself to believe that is the case. And if what was said was indeed true, then it'd be by far the most deadly terrorist attack in history. He would switch on a television within the room, attempting to drown out his pessimism with noise...