In the eastern province of Brittany, France.
On the northern shore of Brest Bay, the Brest Shipyard, almost as large as a small town, bustled like ants that had discovered syrup.
Thousands of workers moved materials on wooden tracks, split logs with huge tools, or built ship bodies on towering wooden scaffolds. Large chimneys were everywhere, continuously spewing thick smoke, staining half the sky a grimy black.
This largest shipyard in Brittany had finally returned to busy life after being idle for nearly three years.
Because Crown Prince Joseph had arrived.
At that moment, on the dock of the shipyard, Joseph and dozens of others held telescopes, looking toward two ships on the nearby sea, occasionally discussing among themselves.