The capital of Britannia stood as a testament to resilience, yet it bore the scars of a war that had pushed the kingdom to the brink. The once-bustling residential and commercial areas now lay in disrepair, their streets silent and buildings crumbling. The kingdom was fighting on two fronts—against the Latvian army and the growing unrest in the Elysian Archipelago. Rebuilding the capital was a luxury Britannia could not afford, not when survival was the priority.
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Hollow Palace
In a dimly lit chamber deep within the Hollow Palace, the air was thick with the hum of outdated technology. Diplomat Joseph adjusted the dials on a bulky satellite communication device. The screen flickered to life, casting a grainy, monochrome glow across the room. The image of Alberto materialized on the display.
"Joseph," Alberto's voice crackled through the speakers, "has the Queen agreed to our proposal?"