A wild Queen appeared!

I went away from home when I was pretty young, around 10 I'd say, right about the time WW3 started. My mom and dad loved me as far as I know. I had maids and butlers to take care of me all the time. I even had some children around me who I could call friends so, to be fair, I really wasn't alone at all. I have traveled to many exotic destinations throughout my childhood and teenage years. For many years I've been going from one place to another just to find something that would pique my interest, always having enough money, power, servants to back up all of my wishes. I even studied German and took some classes on finances to take over the family business once my dad retires.

It might seem crazy that a rich person and someone who you would think has everything would actually wish for some simple things. I couldn't go shopping, enjoy a nice afternoon or ride crocodiles without being constantly watched. Heck, I couldn't even be alone with a girl for longer than fifteen minutes without being interrupted. Not like I was allowed to fall in love with a commoner girl anyway...

After finishing my studies I finally decided to come home and start working towards my dream of making the name Kvaghali known all over the world. No time for love or friendship. Our family was once all nobles and knights but as times changed the men of our family decided to marry daughters of rich tradesman and politicians for their money. It was a fair trade to be fair, money in exchange for status, but that was a long time ago. Nowadays we have enough money and have good relationships will most European countries we ship to, however that is not the case with a certain problematic country, Garmania.

After the WW3, which lasted almost 6 years and ended only 4 years ago, Germany was devastated. Their people fought three wars in around 100 years and it left their economy in shambles. The country was divided into 9 smaller regions, each with its own capital. Berlin and the surrounding area became known as Garmania as a sign of mockery, the surviving daughter of the revolutionist who is (among others) responsible for the third war Antonio Schumacher, was named queen at the age of 15 and mocked for it. She became what is known as the "Queen of lunatics" and everyone, even though they knew it wasn't her fault, made fun of her for starting yet another meaningless war.

I had seen her on TV and the internet plenty of times. In the 4 years she turned from a teenager into a beautiful, yet scary democrat and was pulling strings everywhere. Funny enough, we were what you would call childhood friends. We often visited each other when we were kids and our family even thought about engaging us at the age of 8. What a joke. I hated her guts back then, I hate them now. I seriously only wanted to learn her language to establish some good relationships with her country if possible, that is, if she even wanted to see my face. My family didn't want to help them in the war so it's understandable that she would probably have me assassinated the moment she knew I wanted to contact her in any way.

I am currently in the air above Hamburg and I am going to meet some people there in our mansion which I consider my home since I spent most of my happy childhood days there. Dad entrusted me with the mission to make some good contracts and mom said that I made some fine progress. That being said, here I am trying to prove to my family and to myself that I can become a proper adult and take over our company. I guess that this is some form of ritual.

I exit the plane, am as usual greeted by a dozen servants and start walking towards my new car. My personal butler Dieter is telling me the schedule for the day as we walk since it's going to be a pretty busy day, and we don't have much time. Suddenly, I feel shivers all over my body, like someone is shooting arrows through me as I touch my car.

- Well, well, well, if it isn't little Iliya. Boy, have you grown enough to ride the cars we make in Garmania?

I turn around and see my worst nightmare, someone I thought I had time to prepare for, the Queen of lunatic, Emma Schumacher. The once small girl with hair like golden feathers is now intimidating me with her presence and let me tell you, I sure as hell am not ready for this encounter.

- Hey. Fancy seeing you here Emma. - I said with a stupid grin filled with disbelief.

- So, what's the son of Kvaghali family doing here? Have you finally decided to graduate and do something with your life or are you still using your father's money to travel to Africa and South America?

She asked that with the intention of seeing how much I've changed since I was a little kid. I'll admit that I was a spoiled rich kid and I certainly have learned my lesson since then.

- I'm here to negotiate some trades and sales and would love to have you with us. Would you join us, your majesty? I'm sure we have much to offer to each other.

- Very well, it shall be arranged. Are you still in the same mansion? - she said with a smug face.

- Of course, you know I love it there.

- Then I'll see you there around 8:30 PM. I have some unfinished business with this gentleman over here. - she said as she turned her gaze towards one of the old guys I invited over. - Adieu!

The man pretty much just sat down quietly and listened to what she had to say. Well, it was yelling to be exact. She still hasn't changed even after all these years. I watched the whole scene in the rearview mirror and chuckled as the guy couldn't say a word while we departed.