Once a Kingdom, Now an Empire

“Are all the preparations complete?” Jon Harstad VII asked as his brother Ivan entered the room.

Ivan nodded. “Everything is as it should be. Are you sure you want to go through with this?”

Jon scoffed. “Of course I am. If I wasn’t I wouldn’t have done all of this in the first place. Now get Viktor in here.”

Ivan nodded again and left the room. After a few minutes, Viktor Zharkov entered the room. “Is it time?” he asked.

“It’s time,” Jon replied.

“I’ll send them right away then,” Viktor bowed and left. Alone again, Jon went back to browsing the internet.
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[spoiler]Greetings,

I, Viktor Zharkov, Duke of Yoria and the Minister of Foreign Diplomacy, hereby invite all of you to Stromharad to witness the coronation of our King, Jon Harstad VII, as the first Kaiser of the Empire of Asendavia, on the 15th of July, 3754 AA. Later in the day today, he will officially declare himself Kaiser of the Empire of Asendavia to the public and the international community. Everything in Stromharad has been prepared for your arrivals already. If you decide to arrive early, we will find you a spot to stay.

Sincerely,
Viktor Zharkov

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OOC: The international announcement will come later as I said. Anyway, I have to go now.

OOC: I was out with the family A LOT longer than I expected, so this post is set yesterday. I also just came home and haven’t slept yet so the post is a bit meh, but it should do. I’ll make an OOC chat as well with a small list of who’s going to be there (Asendavian nobles) if anyone wants to speak with them.

To: The Public and all World Leaders

Greetings,

I, Jon Harstad VII, son of Ademar Harstad XIII, and the King of Asendavia, hereby declare myself the first Kaiser of the Empire of Asendavia. I hereby invite all world leaders to my coronation on the 15th of July, 3754 AA (2017 AD). Everything has already been set up for the coronation, and should you choose to arrive early, rooms will be made available for you to stay in, if you so wish.

Sincerely,
Jon Harstad VII

Signed by,

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A communique from the Royal Republic of Furnifold to the Empire of Asendavia:

Dear King Harstad of the soon-to-be Empire of Asendavia,

I congratulate you on your impending coronation, and wish for all blessings bestowed upon your family during this wonderful time. Regretfully, domestic events require me to remain in Furnifold, and I will be unable to attend the coronation, but I will be sending Foreign Secretary Jackson Woolf in my stead. He is bringing along a gift from our nation, to present to you upon your coronation.

Again, please accept my apology at not being able to make it, and I wish nothing but the best for your new empire.

Yours truly,

[size=100]Jacopo d’Arrigo[/size]

Magistrate of The Royal Republic of Furnifold

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Foreign Secretary Jackson Woolf arrived in Stromharad to no fanfare, which is not how he likes it. He expects to be greeted by at least his counterpart,
but there were few people to greet him as the plane taxied. It is likely that the fanfare is reserved for the world leaders, not for me, he thought. Though, it is funny because I am pretty sure most of the world leaders are more familiar with me than d’Arrigo. Well, once our glorious Kaiser gets our present, Furnifold will be the talk of the international community. I will give credit to d’Arrigo; he may not have deserved that Blue Heart award from Kuthernburg, but he deserves all the praise he should receive from this gift. At least it is not another fruit and veggie basket!

Minister of Foreign Diplomacy Viktor Zharkov was sitting in his office, reading the newspaper, when someone knocked on his door. “Come in,” he called.

An aide entered the room and bowed. “Foreign Secretary Jackson Woolf from the Royal Republic of Furnifold has arrived in the country, his plane landed not too long ago. The Ki- I mean, the Kaiser, wants you to meet with him when he arrives at the castle.”

Viktor nodded and folded his newspaper up. “I assume that he should be arriving soon?”

The aide nodded. “May I have permission to speak my mind for a moment, Sir?”

“Go ahead,” Viktor replied.

“We should have had someone meet him at the airport, if you ask me. He might take it the wrong way.”

“True, true. However, what’s done is done. That was then and this is now. To make up for it, I will meet with him in front of the airport. I want a small escort readied within a few minutes.” Viktor ordered. The aide nodded nervously and fled the room. With the aide now gone, Viktor unfolded his newspaper and continued to read.

“You shall be sent to Asendavia to retrieve Best. Is that understood?”
“Yes, of course. I’ll also make ample notice of your congratulations and ‘break-a-legs.’”
Mark Wallstrim walked out of the office, excited for his new adventure. First Tano, now this. A dream-come-true. A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Except for the Best part; he’d have to struggle through that one.
Wallstrim’s duty was to get Best back in Mexregiona, for Mister Leader II was significantly entangled in the War. The unofficial founder of Best’s Pilgrimage, a basically-Mexregionan outpost in north-central Asendavia, was a hero in the higher circles of the Union: the government wanted the man back so they could shower him with commendations and shiny gold medals. And make a good media headline, of course.
For this task Wallstrim would have to dive into the deep, snowy tundra of Northern Asendavia to find the only road to the place. Once he got to the modern bush-town, he was to persuade the man to follow him back to Insulmin City.
But the government would have to be persuaded first. This was the one doubt that plagued the Scrivener’s mind. If the Asendavians didn’t approve, Best may very well live the rest of his life in the Kingdom-now-Empire.

Wallstrim boarded the small aircraft en route to Stromharad. He would deal with the Pilgrimage later.

The Oan political system is strange. In May and June of 2017 Ese Ulua convinced the National Assembly to give the office of the Defender more powers and control over the executive. The National Council worked closely with Ulua to make decisions. Members of the Council would come to the hospital and discuss matters of state with him. As his condition deteriorated, he nominated Prince Oaloanu to act as the regent, with the blessing of the Council of Chiefs. He took over the leadership of the National Council from his father, although he consulted with him on major decisions. He gradually stopped coming to his father to ask for advice and permission. His father was getting worse. He was no longer able to carry out his duties and needed to be permanently replaced. Rather than taking up the office of the Defender of the Oan Isles, Ese wanted his son to assume the office of the Emperor of Polynesia. This process had to be brought about by carefully orchestrated events that were catalysed by the Wars in Aurora and Atlantia. Although the Council of Chiefs was against it, Oaloanu remained the Regent of the Oan Isles. In practice he was the head of state and head of government.

He had to take on the duties of the head of state among them conducting foreign visitations. Although the political situation in the Oan Isles was precarious due to the diplomatic tensions with Stratarin and the Oan military involvement in Yor, he had to affirm himself as a leader in his own right. He decided to accept the new Asendavian Kaiser’s invitation and attend his coronation.

He was not married. He did not have a romantic interest either. His family, seeing the role he would play as the leader of the nation, he would need a woman to accompany him. Each of the great families submitted their daughters as candidates with the hopes of forging strong alliances with the royal family. Oaloanu refused any of them. He instead took his mother, the great lady of the Oan Isles, Eleanor of Staynes. They sent a letter to the Kaiserine court to declare their attendance. They made all the relevant preparations and even bought him a gift and headed for the cold northern empire of Asendavia.

Woolf was on his way out of the airport to a ride, when he was given a phone. “What is it?” he asked. “Mr. Secretary, Furnifold’s present has been waylaid, it will not be arriving into the country until after the coronation.”

“Well, looks like I will be staying in country until it arrives then,” Woolf said with a huff.

Just as he was getting off the line, a car pulled up, ready to take Woolf to the castle. Man, I should have brought a freaking fruit basket, at least for me to eat he thought. He got in the car, and almost as soon as he got in the driver said to him “a thousand apologies sir, but we have been extremely busy with preparations here, Minister Zharkov will meet you upon arrival.”

“Good to know, thank you kindly. I look forward to meeting with him,” Woolf said. It was partially pleasure that he was here, but also to negotiate an agreement with Asendavia. Perhaps the new empire will be partial to our offer.

The car moved onward toward the castle, and Jackson Woolf lowered his shield of arrogance ever-so-slightly to allow himself to gasp at the marvels of Stormharand. He brought out his phone to take pictures of the beatuiful city, and the castle as he approached.

After receiving the invitation from King Harstad of the soon-to-be Empire of Asendavia the Queen who had left Rico at the AA meeting and was currently in her Villa in Blueacia, “Load the plane up we have been invited to Stromharad to witness the coronation of our King, Jon Harstad VII, as the first Kaiser of the Empire of Asendavia” she says. “Also email the commonwealths and tell them to make way to Asendavia as well, also hang Asendavia flags around Luthernburg next to Ours for the 15th”, “yes your majesty , I will get it done immediately”. The queen entered her car and the motorcade raced to the airport which was packed with people greeting the queen, she raced go her Bering 737.

Email

To: President Roberto Clemente of Atiland, Duke of Latianburg Jester Hidlof, President Shawn Henry , President Of Nacata Charlotte Robertson

Your Majesty The Queen Naomi II, Informs you of the invitation by Asendavia, please make your way to Stromharad as soon as possible this is a special event that I believe we should all attend.

Sincerely
Queen Naomi II

Viktor Zharkov was sitting in his office when someone once again knocked on his door. “Come in,” he said.

The same aide from earlier came in. “Jackson Woolf should be on his way to the castle right now, Sir. Also, we have received news from the Oan Isles that the Defender’s son and regent, Oaloanu, will be attending. His mother, Eleanor of Staynes will also be with him. Also, I’ve heard that Mexregiona, Kuthernburg, and her Commonwealths will attend. I’ve heard that they are on their way.”

Viktor nodded. “I suppose that I should wait in front of the castle now,” he cracked his knuckles and stood up. “You may go now,” he said to the aide.

The aide bowed and hurried out of the room. Viktor sighed and grabbed his cane. Not that he needed, he hoped that it would be a long time before he actually needed it, but he did think that he looked better with it. He looked in his mirror and noticed that his long beard which he prided himself in, seemed to be a bit messy. He grabbed his comb from his breast pocket and quickly combed it. Satisfied, he left the room to meet Furnifold’s representative.

Kyle Richards was bored. Being the Minister of Foreign Affairs was not all politics. Half of it was busy trying to keep up Atlae’s image in the world, and half of it was just handling the King’s correspondence.

These stupid people who send embassy requests to the king…he muttered, annoyed.

After stamping some of them for approval, his eyes fell on a letter. The emblem and color of the envelope was different from most envelopes sold in Atlae, so that told him it was foreign.

Flipping it over, he noted it had a waxed royal seal, telling him it was a fellow monarchy. Opening it with a letter opener (he had gotten way too many paper cuts opening it “normally”), he read the letter. And read it again. And again. He immediately paled, and quickly slipped it back into the envelope, stamped it, and turned.

The pneumatic tube that was installed recently between the Foreign Affairs Ministry Office and the Royal Throne Room was recently taken down for maintenance.

The King was also out of the country, speaking at the AA Meeting. This left the new President.

He wondered why correspondence always meets the government so late and ran.
[hr]Soon, the President was on the Royal Helicopter flying towards the airfield, and Kyle Richards was desperately typing a telegram towards the Asendavian embassy.

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Official Correspondence from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, The Atlae Isles[hr]
TO: MINISTRY OF FOREIGN DIPLOMACY, ASENDAVIA
FROM: MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS, THE ATLAE ISLES

PRESIDENT STEPHEN YANG IS HEADING TO ASENDAVIA FOR THE MEETING STOP. WE SEND REGARDS TO THE NEW KAISER OF THE EMPIRE OF ASENDAVIA STOP. WE WISH STRONG RELATIONSHIPS WITH THE NEW EMPIRE STOP.

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President Roberto reads the email " Well this should be interesting, Jane fire up the aircraft were going to asendavia " he says to his secretary. " Yes sir we will be there within 5 hours sir" she replies .

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Duke of Latianburg Jester Hidlof & President Shawn Henry were both in the house of commons oooo and yeeeeeing what the opposition were saying when they received the email. Duke Hidlof stands up "it has been declared by her majesty Queen Naomi II myself and President Henry leave For asendavia immediately " they both stand and walk out the room to there cars to load on there aircraft.

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President Charlotte of Nacata was already inflight to Tretrid when she received word that Asendavia invited world leaders to his event. " Pilots we need to head to asendavia immediately call in for Mid-Air refueling " the pilots nod and turns twords the city.

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The Queen landed in Stromharad and was greeting with group of people and officials , she waved and smile at everyone as the royal guards walk her to her motorcade. While in the car she got word of a close friend from Furnifold Jackson Woolf , she always viewed him with honor for the services in Latianburg aware of the little attention giving to him she figure now would be a good time to award him the Red Eagle Metal for his heroism and help against Al-Jaheed .

Outside of the castle, Viktor Zharkov was waiting when the same aide from before came outside. “Sir, the president of Atlae is coming and the queen of Kuthernburg has arrived.”

Viktor nodded. “So many people in such a short amount of time,” he noted.

“Yes Sir,” the aide replied.

“You may go again,” Viktor said.

The aide sighed and left once again. Meanwhile, Viktor waited for Jackson Woolf to arrive.

As the queen and her Commonwealths arrive in Stromharad they got a chance to see the beauty of the city , “Oh such a lovely place I need to visit asendavia more” the queen says to President Charlotte. They arrived at the castle and were shocked at how magnificent it was.

OOC: Right now, Furnifold and I are/were (Furnifold had to leave for a Bit and isn’t back yet) working on a post that takes place before Rico’s unless, when Furnifold comes back, Rico wants to join us.

(OOC: that is fine )

Erwin Pipua is tending to the foreign affairs of the GXE. Hearing that Asendavia’s first Kaiser, Jon Harstad VII, is being crowned tomorrow, he decides that he’s going to fly over in an attempt to mend relations. (Erwin Pipua calls his Foreign Affairs Minister.)
Foreign Affairs Minister: “This is Mr. John Smith, Foreign Affairs Minister of the Greater Xagrurgian Empire.”
Erwin Pipua: “Mr. Smith, this is High Commander Erwin Pipua, I need you to accompany me to the coronation of Kaiser Jon Harstad VII of Asendavia. Meet me at Imperium International Airport and Board my private jet to Asendavia.”
Foreign Affairs Minister: “Alright sir.”
Foreign Affairs Minister: “Hopefully I won’t be shot when I land over in Asendavia.” (Ends call and then sends a message to the Asendavian government saying Erwin Pipua and John Smith is arriving in Stromharad)
(Both of them then drive over to the airport and board the jet to fly over Asendavia)

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Jackson Woolf got out of the car, and greeted Zharkov “Minister Zharkov, how good it is to see you. I must say, Stormharand is quite stunning. As a lover of history and classical architecture, you should be proud of yourselves.”

Viktor Zharkov put on a smile as Woolf got out of the car.“It’s good to hear that another man loves history probably as much as I do. As for Stromharad itself, thank you. We are indeed quite proud of it.”

“I am very excited to attend the Kaiser’s coronation. Furnifold’s gift to your new empire is on its way, but all precautions were to be taken to ensure its safe arrival, so it is heading here by barge. As for what it is, well, I don’t want to spoil it.”

“I’m very excited to see it,” Viktor replied. “Shall we head inside and speak in my office?”

"Indeed."As they walked, Woolf explained the situation. "We have some minor issues with our ally Kuthernburg. They have a tendency to get involved in conflicts and ask us for assistance. We feel obligated to assist in whatever way possible, but, because their conflicts involve traveling around the world, we find that it is usually unsustainable to assist for a long period of time. Our ships are not nearly as advanced, so we have to make port often. In fact, our task group naval vessels near Xagrurg are heading back to our closest base, in Gronmund Port, as we speak. If Kuthernburg, or any other ally, involves themselves in a conflict in your proverbial neck of the woods, we would be out of luck until we could negotiate port access rights.“I would like to request a mutual exchange, a foreign-flag agreement between our nations, to allow each other’s naval vessels to make port in each other’s territories. I think Furnifold’s location on both the mainland and in Gronmund Port would be advantageous to your nation, and having connections across the waters is certainly advantageous for us.”

Viktor nodded. “It does sound tempting. I’ll have to bring it up with the Kaiser first. I’m thinking that he would accept it, though,” Viktor opened the door to his office for Woolf and they entered.Viktor sat down behind his desk and folded his hands. “Regarding Xagrurg, recently the Kaiser has found an interest within the Auroran and Atlantian conflicts. What can you tell us about them, besides the obvious information thats already out in the public?”

Woolf remained standing, pacing as he said. “Currently, the fighting is most intense in Yor, but barring any influx of GXE forces, we will be able to take the island. The mainland poses a problem though, due to the number of ICBMs Xagrurg inexplicably has. I believe right now we are looking at establishing a ceasefire to set up boundaries on the border with the SCE, a difficult task as you may imagine.” I believe these lines in the sand will be drawn, but the GXE has taken Kostoria-Obertonia, and that is something the allied forces will not stand for. I think it would be in our best interests, especially if Asendavia were to join, to take the fight to Kostoria-Obertonia and attempt to liberate them. The GXE will surely fail through attrition, but we do not want Kostoria-Obertonia to be taken along with them"

Viktor nodded again. “A ceasefire seems almost impossible to me. The GXE seems too volatile and hostile to accept a ceasefire. However, given the number of countries against them, it does seem a bit more possible. Add the fact that Stratarin isn’t in the war yet, and it seems even more likely. So, it doesn’t seem as unlikely. As for the possibility of Asendavia joining the war, I could see that. Given Asendavia’s military, we could defenitely be useful in the war. However, one of the problems I see is that of transporting the soldiers. We do not have that many transport ships, so transporting mass amounts of soldiers, if we were to contribute mass amounts of soldiers to the war, would prove to be a dificulty. As with all things, however. I would have to bring it up with the Kaiser,” Viktor took out a bottle of akevitt and poured himself a glass. “Want any?” he asked, gesturing at the bottle in his hand.

Woolf accepted the bottle, pouring himself a glass. “That is understandable. My prior service in the navy definitely helps with understanding military campaigns, but they are not my specialty. From the foreign affairs perspective, it seems our best bet is to work with the SCE to conduct a campaign to liberate Kostonia-Obertonia. How is Asendavia’s relationship with the SCE?”

Viktor took a sip from his glass. “Sounds interesting. As for our relations with the SCE, I wouldn’t say that they’re good or bad.”

“I believe that after the coronation, you, me, Queen Naomi of Kuthernburg, and Prince Oaloanu of Oan Isles should sit down and discuss the next steps in this war.”

“Sounds interesting. Although, the Kaiser should either replace me in the discussion or also come with me.”

“Certainly sir. Now, I will take my absence, and go to my quarters. If you could talk with our dear Kaiser about what I have said, that would be most appreciative.” Jackson Woolf put down his glass, barely touched, and stood up to leave.

“Of course,” Viktor stood and offered his hand to Woolf.

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After shaking Viktor’s hand, Woolf left the office, an aide waiting nearby to tell him that his luggage has been moved to his room and to follow the aide. He obliged, wishing he had finished that glass of akevitt, because he had a throbbing headache. We’re down in Xagrurg, and now I am asking to get little Furnifold involved in this? I hope this is the right plan. Hopefully still, Viktor takes everything up with the Kaiser.

Woolf got to his room, laid down, and took a couple of pain relievers. He opened his phone and placed a call to his aides, asking them to prepare foreign relation dossiers on Asendavia, Kostoria-Obertonia, The Oan Isles, and Kuthernburg. No sense in not being completely prepared when meeting with the future Kaiser, after all.

After Jackson Woolf left the room, Viktor sat back down and drank the rest of his akevitt. After he was finished with his glass, he stood back up and went to exit the room. As he opened the door, the aide from earlier appeared.

“Sir,” the aide began. “Queen Naomi of Kuthernburg is here. She also brought the leaders of Kuthernburg’s commonwealths. They’re outside of the castle right now.”

Viktor sighed and walked to the castle’s entrance. As he exited the castle, he immediately noticed Queen Naomi and her companions. “Greetings, your majesty,” he called out. “Please, come in. Follow me to my office if you will, I’m sure that we have many things to discuss.”

After arriving in Stromharad from their flights, Erwin Pipua and John Smith get into their convoys with their bodyguards and drive over to the castle which architecture impressses them. After a couple hours, they arrive to the castle. Erwin Pipua and John Smith begin walking into the castle with their guards.
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After a couple minutes, they walk into Viktor’s office.

The Royal Guards assembled in formation as they open the door for the queen, she exit the vehicle and walk twords the castle were she is greeted by Zharkov " Hello it is my honor to be in asendavia , such a beautiful nation I must say" she’s says. After small chat he invites her to his office for discussions.