Prince Alexander Herald von Triesenberg was the fourth prince of the Empire of Triesenberg who was banished from the Empire of Triesenberg for the crime that he didn’t commit. On their way to the island where he would be banished, a powerful storm swept through and sank the ship. Alexander drowned and at the moment, he thought he died from drowning. However, when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the shore of a sandy beach and a floating interface before his eyes.
Two days later, Emperor Triesenberg sat in his private study, deep in thought as he went through several state documents. The soft morning light filtered through the large windows, casting long shadows across the room. Despite the calmness of the surroundings, the Emperor's mind was preoccupied with the recent developments in the region.
A light knock came at the door. It was Prince Theodore, his son, carrying a sealed letter.
"Father," Theodore greeted as he entered the room. "A message has arrived for you. It's from Valoria's leadership. They've formally requested a meeting."
The Emperor raised his gaze slowly from the papers on his desk. He had been expecting this. The recent alliance between Triesenberg's Empire and the Kingdom of Zambesi had undoubtedly caught Valoria's attention. Now, with tensions building and strategic interests at stake, it was no surprise that Valoria would seek to engage with him directly.