One moment, I'm just lying in a hospital bed on good old Earth, dealing with the usual illness. The next thing I know, I'm not Blake anymore – I'm Prince Nathan Von Vladyr, smack in a world called Everdawn. No more algebra classes, just a world bursting at the seams with magic and creatures of all shapes and sizes. But here's the real kicker – I've got this insane power, a mashup of mana and Aura that gives me not one, but two cores that I trained. Now, let me tell you, that's a pretty rare deal. Most folks here can't even handle one core, and I'm rocking two like it's no big deal. So, what's a guy with double cores going to do? Simple – turn Vladyr into the most kick-butt kingdom Everdawn has ever seen and become a one and only existence. And as if that's not enough, we've got some real threats on the horizon – Barbarians up north, rival kingdoms all around, and those pesky pirates down south and the far east people. In a world that runs on magic, courage, and a dash of the unexpected, it's me, Blake, or should I say Prince Nathan Von Vladyr, on a quest to shape my kingdom's destiny. Get ready, folks – this adventure is just getting started! ...................................................................................................... Read my new novel,Evomech, too, participating in the WSA
{"In Vino Veritas"= is a Latin phrase that translates to "In wine, there is truth"}
As the negotiations continued, it became evident that each kingdom had much to offer and gain from the alliance. The Valdyr Empire's strategic location, vast trade networks, and growing military strength made it an enticing partner, while the beastmen's physical prowess and the dwarves' unparalleled craftsmanship held their own allure.
Hours turned into evening, and the negotiations stretched into a second day. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the grand chamber's large windows framed the transition from daylight to twilight, casting a warm orange hue across the royal chambers. The discussions that had started under the harsh daylight were now bathed in the soft, ethereal glow of evening.
Nathan, Prince Durin, Vaelira Wolfsong, and Reynard Goldpaw, along with their advisers, worked tirelessly to iron out the details of the alliance. They discussed trade routes, tariffs, and security measures to ensure the safety of caravans traveling through the alliance's territories. The sound of quills scratching against parchment filled the air, as scribes meticulously recorded every detail.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange hue across the royal chambers, a sense of camaraderie and mutual respect had developed among the negotiators. The discussions were no longer mere business transactions but the forging of bonds that would strengthen their kingdoms' futures.
Finally, after two days of intense negotiations, an agreement was reached. The Valdyr Empire, the Kano Kingdom, and the Ulaborg Underground Kingdom had formed a powerful trade alliance, promising mutual prosperity and security.
Nathan stood, his expression filled with satisfaction and gratitude. The shimmering chandeliers above him cast a warm, regal light on his face as he addressed the assembled delegates. "Ladies and gentlemen," he declared, his voice echoing through the grand chamber, "we have achieved a momentous milestone. This alliance will not only benefit our kingdoms economically but also strengthen our ties as allies. Let us raise a toast to a prosperous future."
Goblets of fine wine were filled, and the delegates raised them high, offering a heartfelt toast to the newfound alliance. As they celebrated, it was clear that the Valdyr Empire had taken a significant step toward securing its place in the world of trade and diplomacy.
The negotiations concluded, and Prince Durin and his delegation, as well as Vaelira Wolfsong and Reynard Goldpaw, departed the royal chambers, their steps lighter with the promise of a bright future. The trade alliance would soon come into effect, opening up a world of possibilities for all three kingdoms.
Nathan, Winston, and his advisers remained behind, discussing the next steps and the finer details of the alliance's implementation. The Valdyr Empire was on the cusp of a new era of prosperity, and Nathan was determined to see it through with wisdom and integrity.
As the winter sun continued its slow descent, casting long shadows in the royal chambers, Nathan's thoughts turned toward the future. The Valdyr Empire's path was now illuminated by the warm glow of cooperation and commerce, and he was ready to lead his kingdom into this promising new dawn.
The morning after the triumphant signing of the trade alliance, Nathan sent Winston on a unique mission. He instructed the butler to visit Prince Durin's room and inform him that there was something of great interest that Nathan wished to discuss, something that would undoubtedly pique the dwarf prince's curiosity.
Prince Durin, intrigued by the mysterious summons, decided to stay another day while the rest of the Kano Empire's delegation departed, carrying the signed trade documents and the details of the negotiations back to their king.
The following day, Nathan invited Prince Durin to the royal chambers. As the prince entered the grand room, he was greeted by the sight of Nathan seated regally in his chair. On the table between them were several bottles of exquisite wine, their labels bearing the mark of the Valdyr Empire's finest winery.
Prince Durin took his seat, a quizzical expression on his face. Nathan, wearing a warm smile, decided to dispense with formalities. "Prince Durin," he began, "I know that dwarven people have an exceptional appreciation for good booze and fine wines. It is said that even in the heart of a blazing fire in the house, a dwarf would sooner save their precious liquors than their gold."
Nathan signaled to Winston, who stood nearby. With a deft hand, the butler uncorked one of the wine bottles on the table, releasing a rich and inviting aroma that filled the room. The scent mingled with the grandeur of the chamber, creating an olfactory experience that was nothing short of opulent.
As he carefully poured the wine into a crystal-clear glass, it shimmered with a ruby-like shine. The wine seemed to capture the very essence of luxury, its rich color a testament to its quality.
Nathan, noticing Prince Durin's curiosity, couldn't help but tease him. "Of course, whether this wine is truly 'fine' or not will be for you to decide," he remarked mischievously. "But I do believe actions speak louder than words. So, how about we taste it together?"
With that, Nathan offered a glass of the exquisite wine to Prince Durin, his own glass already in hand. The aroma of the wine filled the air, and its deep, complex notes promised a taste that would be nothing short of extraordinary. The wine sparkled in the soft, golden light of the chamber, creating an ambiance of indulgence and sophistication.
Prince Durin, after taking a hearty sip of the wine and savoring its unique flavor, expressed his admiration. "Good! Good wine," he exclaimed, clearly impressed. "I have never tasted a wine like this. How was it made?"
Nathan, still wearing a warm smile, leaned forward slightly. "While I can't divulge the exact process of its creation, I can share that this wine is a new product created by my Rosefruit Business Company. It originates from a large fruit found in our Tulkan Forest. We cultivate these fruits and have dedicated farms for their production."
Prince Durin, his curiosity piqued, nodded appreciatively. "Impressive. It's not often one encounters such a remarkable wine."
As the wine continued to flow, Prince Durin broached the topic of trade. "So, what is it that you seek in exchange for this splendid wine?" he inquired.
Nathan's expression grew slightly more serious. The flickering candlelight and the grandeur of the chamber added a sense of gravity to the moment. "I would like to propose a trade of this fine wine for the fine iron ingots refined from your mines."
Prince Durin, after another hearty gulp of wine, considered the proposition. "Ah, iron," he mused, his tone turning contemplative. "It is a resource we have in abundance, and such a good wine is a rare find indeed."
With a sly side-eye and a playful grin, Prince Durin continued, "To convince my king, I believe I will need more bottles of this wine as a gesture of goodwill."
Nathan's smile widened at the request. "Of course, Prince Durin. You are more than welcome to enjoy all the wines on this table, and when you depart, I will ensure that crates of our finest wine, this new product from my Rosefruit Business Company, accompany you to present to your king."
As Nathan rose from his seat, he addressed the dwarf prince once more. "Prince Durin, please make yourself comfortable here. If you require anything else, do not hesitate to summon the servants. Enjoy the wine, and I look forward to the prospect of a fruitful trade between our kingdoms, made even sweeter with this delightful addition from my company."
With that, Nathan left the royal chambers, leaving Prince Durin to savor the Valdyr Empire's exquisite wine and ponder the possibilities of this newfound trade partnership, made all the more enticing by the introduction of Nathan's innovative new product.
Winston, ever the faithful butler, supported Nathan as he stumbled and began to feel dizzy out of the royal chambers, clearly affected by the wine's potency. He looked at Nathan with a mixture of concern and admonition.
"Prince, I understand that you drank for courtesy's sake, but in the future, it would be wise to refrain from consuming too much until you know you can handle it," Winston advised gently.
Nathan's face was flushed with the effects of alcohol, and his speech was slightly slurred as he replied, "I... I am not used to it because it was my first... first time drinking. Don't worry, Winston. I will remember to be more reserved when it comes to alcohol. Now, please, take me to my room. I just want to sleep."
With Nathan's left hand resting on Winston's shoulder for support, the butler guided the young prince to his chambers. As soon as Nathan lay down on his bed, the exhaustion and the alcohol's effects took hold, and he slipped into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Winston, always watchful over his charge, ensured that Nathan was comfortable and secure before quietly leaving the room. He knew that tomorrow was a new day filled with responsibilities, and Nathan would need his rest to face the challenges that lay ahead.
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