"I look forward to this alliance, Emperor Rael," said an elderly man garbed in an ostentatious aristocratic robe and wearing a crown. "I look forward with great anticipation to the mutual prosperity of the nation of Selizantar and the Kandrian Empire for many years to come. May the great Almighty bless both our lands and our people."
Opposite to him was a projection of a smiling Emperor Rael.
"I share your sentiment, King Aramon. I, too, believe in the immense potential of this powerful and far-reaching alliance. I am certain that the future for both our nations is bright."
On the table were two stacks of sheets—copies of the treaty between both nations, each bearing the signatures of the two rulers. One for the Kandrian Empire and one for its most recent ally, the Selizantar Kingdom, a Sage-level nation and highly coveted agricultural powerhouse.