SDN World 3 Story Thread I

[Master_Baerne]

French Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Encrypted Communique
TO: Grand Dominion Secretary of State
FROM: His Excellency Honore LaShaille, Minister for Foreign Affairs

Sir,

It has come to the attention of the French Government that a plan currently circulating among the Grand Dominion's upper echelons would, in the event of war between the Dominion and Shepistan, fill the Indian Ocean with an immense number of naval mines. The French Republic wishes it to be known that it will look unfavorably upon any action which closes the route between Europe and French Indochina, and requests that the Grand Dominion abstain from such an action in the future.

With all sincerity and friendship,
Honore LaShaille
Minister for Foreign Affairs
Third French Republic

[Akhlut]

Baron Roman sat at his desk, opening some more mail from the world over, sighing as yet more rejection letters poured in. He almost threw one away after reading it before realizing that it was one that accepted it.

"What?! Wait! Haha! Excellent! The truth shall be spread!"

He looked at the address again. München, from one of the minor publishing houses associated with the older and supremely conservative Grafs of the region.

Excellent, he thought, we need more royalty on our side. They'll show the people the way of truth and help us rid this Jewish snake from our midst!

Roman immediately wired some money to the publisher to provide them with adequate start-up capital. Der Große Kampf would be a hit, he knew! Surely that would help stir up the Germans to do great things!

[Akhlut]

Afghani Airfields

Air Commander Tuul stood before the bombers.

"Men, in addition to bombs, we shall drop these boxes onto Shepistan. Higher ups haven't told us what's in 'em, but to be very careful with them nonetheless, and that anyone who opens one is to be shot immediately, without recourse to a military tribunal. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes sir!"

And the work of the NKIA was going forward, with the plague boxes being distributed to the bombers. The fleas filling the boxes should prove to a problem to Shepistan, or, so they hoped.

[DarthShady]

Beograd, Balkanska Konfederacija



It was the end of another long day and Prime Minister Sirah was taking a break from the troubles of that day and sharing a drink with his most trusted friend, the head of his personal security force - Boris Chervenkov. Vodka was the drink of the night, and they had already drank almost half a bottle.

"Is it just me, or is this job getting more difficult with each passing day?" Sirah asked and took another sip of his drink. Things were becoming more and more complicated each day, and the Emperor was behaving strangely suspicious of him -- what Alexander suspected, Sirah didn't know, but it worried him.

"You think Alexander will cause problems?" Chervenkov asked.

"Perhaps, I'm not sure - he was weird this morning at breakfest." Sirah said. "He seemed angry, but he didn't say much to me."

"That is strange..." Chervenkov was interrupted by a loud bang on the door. A second later, two of the Prime Ministers personal bodyguards burst into the room. Stern faces and weapons at the ready.

"Sir, we have a problem!" One of them spoke with a hint of panic in his voice. "The Emperor has just declared you a traitor to the Crown and to the Empire, the charge is conspiracy to overthrow his Imperial rule. The Imperial Guard is coming to arrest you as we speak."

"Dammit!" Boris Chervenkov shouted. "Gather the men, ready your weapons. We fight..."

"No." Sirah stopped him mid sentence. "I will surrender peacefully. Whatever the accusations are, I am a loyal servant of the Confederacy, and I will face them honorably. Give the men the order to stand down."

"But Sir..." Chervenkov tried to argue but saw the determination on Sirah's face. "As you wish."

Moments later heavily armed members of the Imperial Guard, entered the room and arrested the Prime Minister.

To be Continued...

[Lonestar]

The Gold Palace

Lord Fairfax glanced down at the two diplomatic notes, while only baring hearing the ongoing conversation from the cabinet.

"It's an outrage that the French and Germans speak to us-"

"Lord Wythe only the French are taking a peremptory tone-"

"Trust the leader of the Social Democrats back that red Sänger-"

Lord Fairfax sighed and banged down the gavel. As collected leaders of the main political factions stopped the dull roar disappeared. He inclined his head to the Foreign Minister, Vladimir Berman.

"The Germans and French got wind of an internal Joint-War Staff study advocating the use of a massive maine barrage across the Grand Dominion Gulf-"

"How?"

"Probably because there was a blurb about it in the Army-Navy Journal Lord Winton..."

"What FOOL would put that in there?

There was a sigh, and Grand Admiral Saldana spoke to the head of the Labor Party. "Lord Winton, the Journal is a professional publication intended to provoke debate and cultivate new ideas amongst the officer corps, as well as keeping everyone appraised of the goings-on in the War Ministry anyway. Vaguely defined blurbs is what it's all about. It isn't the only journal that does that, by the way. You should read the American USNI Journal sometime..."

"As I was saying, they got wind of it and sent letters expressing concern. For some reason they are taking a blurb about mining off the Grand Dominion Gulf to box the Schismatics in as a plan to mine off the Gulf of Aden as well." Vladimir gave a look of exaggerated shock. "I think that we should give Sänger a polite nonanswer, at least until the German elections are complete. And the French, well, they dance to whatever tune the Germans are playing. One badly worded diplomatic note deserves another."

There were nods around the table.


----

From the Grand Dominion of the Indies to the German Empire
Reichskanzler Sänger,

I wish your Emperor good health,

In regards to your note on January 9th, you appear to be referring to an internal study being floated to lay a barrage across the Grand Dominion Gulf, not the Gulf of Aden. Such a plan, were it adopted would be establishing a blockade of shipping into Shepistan, not blocking off the Gulf of Aden.

Yours in Christ,

M.B. Bucher
Lord Fairfax
Lord Protector of the Grand Dominion of the In dies

From the Grand Dominion of the Indies ot the French State

Greetings:

We do not know where you get your information, but there is no plan to "fill the Indian Ocean with an immense number of minds." Even if there were, we do not look favorable on outsiders sending "requests" on how the conflict with Shepistan should be prosecuted.

Yours in Christ:

Vladimir Berman
Foreign Minister.

[Raesene]

Note delivered by the Tuscan Kingdom’s naval attache to the German Reichskanzlei and the Admiralty, sometime in November:

Reichskanzler,

The Tuscan Kindom is honoured by the invitation.

The Royal Tuscan Navy has detached the following vessels to attend the naval review:

sail training vessel Amerigo Vespucci
battleship Il Principe,
aircraft carrier Falco,
cruisers Oro, Argento, Astato
and the fleet auxiliary Cappucino.

signed and sealed,

Marco-Antonio de Gasperi, Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs
Angelo Montecuccoli, Secretary of State for the Navy

as commanded by
His Majesty Francesco I, Re di Toscana, Gran Duca di Tasmania, Tanzania, New Guinea and New Caledonia, Marchese di Solomoni and Sovereign Protector of all his other Territories.

[Master_Baerne]

From the Grand Dominion of the Indies ot the French State

Greetings:

We do not know where you get your information, but there is no plan to "fill the Indian Ocean with an immense number of minds." Even if there were, we do not look favorable on outsiders sending "requests" on how the conflict with Shepistan should be prosecuted.

Yours in Christ:

Vladimir Berman
Foreign Minister.

French Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Encrypted Communique
TO: His Excellency Vladimir Berman, Foreign Minister
FROM: His Excellency Honore LaShaille, Minister for Foreign Affairs

Sir,

While the conduct of a war between two nations is no business of a third, this statement no longer holds true in the event of an act as aggresive as establishing an impenetrable barrier between French territories. We are quite aware that the plan described is not official policy, and would like it never to become such.

Honore LaShaille

[Thanas]

Berlin
Reichskanzlei
January 10th, 1925

From the Grand Dominion of the Indies to the German Empire
Reichskanzler Sänger,

I wish your Emperor good health,

In regards to your note on January 9th, you appear to be referring to an internal study being floated to lay a barrage across the Grand Dominion Gulf, not the Gulf of Aden. Such a plan, were it adopted would be establishing a blockade of shipping into Shepistan, not blocking off the Gulf of Aden.

Yours in Christ,

M.B. Bucher
Lord Fairfax
Lord Protector of the Grand Dominion of the Indies

Sänger glanced at the clock. He barely had enough time to write a proper response before he had to go, otherwise he would be late for the time he and the countess had set. He scribbled down a few notes.

b]From the German Empire to the Grand Dominion of the Indies[/b]

Your lordship,

I trust this letter finds you and your state in good health. Thank you for confirming that the plan is not yet adopted by your forces, but I am sure you understand that even the appearance of such a plan has caused some unrest among our merchants. As I am sure you know, the German Empire has maintained a stable trade relationship with Shepistan, which, while not particularly heavy in volume, is something that we will not be wanting to risk. As I am sure you also know, the German Empire runs a monthly convoy with a battleship escort into Shepistan territorial waters persuant with our agreement about a year ago. I would like to enquire whether your naval strategists have taken the safety of these ships into account, though I am sure that they have.

The deployment of minesweepers to the Indian Ocean is not an attractive prospect for the German Navy and I am sure you yourself would not wish an increased German military presence in the Indian Ocean. The German Empire, not having any territorial ambitions in the Indian Ocean, would rather not wish to incur any such expense.

In the name of the German Empire I also thank you for your generous contribution to the planned Naval review in Wilhelmshaven. I am sure that the competent and disciplined performance of your ships and crew will go a long way towards future amiciable relations between our two great nations.

Signed,
Sänger, Reichskanzler.

Satisfied, Sänger put the pen down and handed the papers over to Elise for typing. Realising that he had almost run out of time, he checked his suit, threw on a coat and almost ran down the stairs, barely being contained by one of the maxims of his mentor, von Holstein - "Don't let them see you run. If you run, they know you are in trouble. Always assume a steady pace so that your subordinates will be reassured and confident." He was almost at the door when a runner arrived, stopping him. "Herr Kanzler, a situation is developing in the Balkan Confederacy." Sänger rolled his eyes. Why does fate hate me?

Half an hour later he arrived at the Generalstab. If the assembled officers were surprised about his more elegant than usual evening attire, they at least had the good grace to show it. Assembled were the heads of the services. "Alright, Gentlemen, what have we got?" The head of the Intelligence service stood up and delivered a very short briefing. Though information was sparse and not very reliable, it seemed as if Emperor Alexander had declared his prime Minister a traitor to the crown. Sänger barely managed to keep him from swearing. The Balkans. Always the powderkeg of Europe. And just when we finished rebuilding our southern territories...

After a short period of silence, Field Marshal von Mackensen asked the question that was on the mind of every military leader in the room. "Shall we mobilize the border forces in case this is a prelude to war?" Sänger shook his head. "No. Usually one does not start an invasion with causing chaos in the command structure. And without Sirah to lead it - well, let's just say that Alexander is not exactly the best στρατηγός out there." After a short discussion it was agreed that although the border forces were not to be mobilized, all leave for the border forces was to be stopped, the same for the units of the mobile army not assigned to any border. This was supposed to be done quietly as not to arouse any suspicion. At the same time, the Intelligence service would try and uncover what was really going on. Sänger did not like situation like this - no hard information and gossip reigned supreme.

The meeting concluded, Sänger walked to the car as fast as possible.

Philharmonie, Berlin
Sänger arrived during intermission. Ignoring most of the concertgoers and with Hans staying close to him, he quickly walked up to the second floor, where the loge with his seats were situated, all the while praying to all that was holy that Elise had managed to get a message through to the Countess.

The look he received told him that this time, Elise had failed to accomplish the task set out for her. Quickly handing over his hat, coat and gloves over to Hans, Sänger cautiously approached the young woman, who looked as if she had been equally angry and worried. When he arrived, Sänger bowed - a full bow, something he did the first time in his life. "My Greetings and heartfelt apologies, countess. I was detained by state business." For a second, she remained silent and tense before her shoulders relaxed (with relief? Sänger questioned silently) and she smiled. "Apology accepted. Of course you had important business to take care of." Sänger nodded. "Quite so. Though I wish I'd rather had been here. Might I compliemnt you on your dress?" He offered his arm, which she took and the two were just about to enter the loge when a booming, russian accentuated voice stopped them.

"And what was the nature of the important business that kept my daughter waiting?" Seemingly from out of nowhere, a large man with enormous whiskers materialized in front of them. Within a split-second, Sänger realized three things - a) Apparently it was still a tradition in that family that a male relative accompany a woman to an evening out with a male companion b) that her father had fulfilled that role and that c) that he was not very much impressed by Sänger so far.

Just great. Improvising on the spot, Sänger extended a hand towards the count. "Count Volkonsky, a pleasure to see you. Sadly, I cannot reveal the nature of state business. I am sure you understand." Sänger hoped that was enough for the count. The Count had not made much of an impact upon the political spectrum - he was often regarded as the good-natured bear who gave dinners and hosted patriotic exile events because he felt it was his duty, but who did not have the aggressive demeanor that would have been necessary for him to rise to the top of the emigres. Though of course, if he was anything like his sons, it might not be the best idea to cross him when his daughter was concerned.

After looking into the Chancellor's eyes, the count took the offered hand and shook it. "Of course I understand." A gong sounded, signalling the end of intermission and the three took their seats, eagerly awaiting the second part of the concert. Beethoven's 5th symphony and one of Sängers most favorite pieces, especially when played by Furtwängler. The master reentered the stage to thunderous applause and soon the majestic sounds filled the hall.

Throughout the concert, Sänger stole some glances at the countess, who seemed to be enraptured by the music. His compliment before had been complete honesty - she looked lovely. Damm those blasted Balkans. Time flew by and just before the third movement filtered out, Sänger broke one of his own rules (never to talk during Beethoven) and whispered: "Now listen to this".

The hall was so silent, that one would have been able to hear a pin drop as Furtwängler dialled the volume down to pianissimo. And then slowly, very slowly, like a drop of water falling into a river and cascading over a cliff like a waterfall, the volume increased and the music became triumphant and joyous. Enraptured, the audience listened as the final 9 minutes of the symphony, which had started with the famous fate motive, became a triumphal march, a celebration of life and hope. To the audience listening it was pure ecstasy. When the piece had ended, everybody was on their feet, clapping wildly. Furtwängler had once more proven why he was regarded as the best conductor of Beethoven in the world.

The concert ended, Sänger once more offered his arm to the countess and the father and Hans in tow, the three made their way to the exit. Sänger noticed the glances he - or rather the woman received - and made a point to also engage the count in smalltalk. As they reached their cars, Sänger was about to bade them goodbye when a thought struck him. "Count Volkonsky, may I walk the Countess home? I assure you Hans will accompany us as escort." Whether it was the impression the music had left on the count or whether it was the nod his daughter gave him, the count agreed.

As customary for the season, it had snowed in Berlin and the Reichskanzler and the countess were marching through deep snow, thankfully their coats being thick and in the case of the countess also being lined with fur. Hans was hanging a bit back to give them some privacy. The two mostly talked about music - Sänger offering to lend her his collection of Furtwängler records and the countess surprised him with the revelation that she was an able player of the piano and could sing a bit as well. His curiosity piqued, Sänger inquired: "That is most astonishing. Tell me, what do you sing?" "Mozart, mostly. I confess Salieri is too challenging for me and I fear my true strength lies in the pianoforte. What about you, Herr Kanzler?" "To be honest, I am more a connoisseur than a performer. However, I did play the violoncello for a bit. Boccherini and Vivaldi were my favorites." The countess bit her lip, then asked: "Maybe someday we can play something together."

"I'd like that." They had now neared the town house of the family of the countess and Hans rang the doorbell. Sänger turned to the countess. "However, I fear that the circumstances will dictate that we do not see each other again for the next weeks. Rest assured it has nothing to do with you", he quickly added, "It is just that I rather not draw undue attention to your person at this moment. My enemies are weaving a web of lies and you are the last person I would want to see caught in it. Considering your family's standing among the russian exiles, I would not wish to inflict undue pain upon your house."

"Of course." Sänger nodded and lifted his hat. "It has been a true pleasure, countess." "Natasha", the countess replied while handing him her hand, her face being slightly red - though whether she was surprised by her boldness or the cold was impossible to tell. Sänger took the proferred hand, but did not kiss it - after all, nobody kissed a glove - instead giving it a gentle squeeze. "Johannes". After smiling at him, the countess turned away and entered the house.

As they walked back towards the car, which had followed them as per Hans' instructions, the driver noticed that the step of the Reichskanzler seemed a bit lighter than before.

Results:
- more diplomatic dealings with the Grand Dominion
- the Empire is getting concerned with the situation in the Balkans but tries not to make any provocations, focusing on secret inquiries at the moment
- more fluff.

[Lascaris]

"Folha de Florianopolis"

Squadron of observation to be deployed in the Carribean

The navy ministry has confirmed today that a squadron consisting of the carriers Daedalo and Aquila along with large cruisers Piet Heyn, Hendrick Lonck, Johan Maurits and Jacob Willekens and an unspecified number of smaller combattants will be deploying in the Carribean to protect Cisplatine interests and merchant shipping in the area.


The Bludgeon, official organ of the Accion des Patriotes

Navy deploying ships in the Carribean. Too little too late.

Bourgeois republicans finally forced to act as Mexican monarchists and Gran Colombian crypto-reds fight for control of Panama. Caudillo Arturio Steinmeier declares that Cisplatina should have acted decisively from the first day as the war threatens la patria both from the strengthening of the Reds in Colombia and from the expansion of Mexican monarchists and their Spanish lackeys. "Every Cisplatine ship stopped by Mexican vessels on the high seas is an insult to our flag" he adds as he called for Accion volunteers to fill the ranks of the Cisplatine volunteers under the nationalist banner of the great Garibaldi.


The Volkville, official organ of the Partido Communista Cisplatina

Navy deploying ships in the Carribean. Too little too late

The Bourgeois plutocrats running this nation have been finally forced to act more decisively as the Mexican monarchofascists continue their attack against the peace loving workers and peasants of Gran Colombia. Cisplatina should had acted decisively from day one against the monarchofascists invasion. PCC general secretary Arturo Van Huyten calls for workers to fill the ranks of the Cisplatine volunteers under the freedom loving banners of the great Garibaldi.

[Lonestar]

The Gold Palace

From the German Empire to the Grand Dominion of the Indies

Your lordship,

I trust this letter finds you and your state in good health. Thank you for confirming that the plan is not yet adopted by your forces, but I am sure you understand that even the appearance of such a plan has caused some unrest among our merchants. As I am sure you know, the German Empire has maintained a stable trade relationship with Shepistan, which, while not particularly heavy in volume, is something that we will not be wanting to risk. As I am sure you also know, the German Empire runs a monthly convoy with a battleship escort into Shepistan territorial waters pursuant with our agreement about a year ago. I would like to enquire whether your naval strategists have taken the safety of these ships into account, though I am sure that they have.

The deployment of minesweepers to the Indian Ocean is not an attractive prospect for the German Navy and I am sure you yourself would not wish an increased German military presence in the Indian Ocean. The German Empire, not having any territorial ambitions in the Indian Ocean, would rather not wish to incur any such expense.

In the name of the German Empire I also thank you for your generous contribution to the planned Naval review in Wilhelmshaven. I am sure that the competent and disciplined performance of your ships and crew will go a long way towards future amicable relations between our two great nations.

Signed,
Sänger, Reichskanzler.

"For a man about ready to be voted out of office he sure is being cheeky." Lord Fairfax muttered. He scrawled out a reply, which the Foreign Ministry promptly turned into something more legible.

From the Grand Dominion of the Indies to the German Empire
Reichskanzler Sänger,

I wish your Emperor Good health,

In regards to your note from January 10th, I can assure you that the safety of German merchant ships had been taken into account. I would like to reiterate that this is an internal study based upon what to do in the event of an escalation of the conflict with Shepistan. As it is, my own policy since taking the Protectorate has been to seek reconciliation with the Shepistani Federation, or at least a treaty that isn't a thinly worded ceasefire.

I hope you will pass on to your Emperor an invitation to dine aboard the Rollo the Walker when it visits. Vice Admiral Anders once served as the head of the history department at the Naval Academy, and commanded a battleship squadron during the Battle of the Northern Arabian Sea. I'm sure that he and the German Emperor would have much to discuss. Of course, you are invited as well. The invitation stands no matter who ends up in the post of Reichskanzler.

Yours in Christ,
M.B. Bucher
Lord Fairfax
Lord Protector of the Grand Dominion of the Indies

[Lonestar]

Altdorf Times

Sänger faces challenge from socialist base
Reichskanzler Sänger is facing a growing opposition from his socialist base, proving too warlike even for the most warlike of ideologies. As election time comes to a head in the German Empire, conservatives and socialists are facing off in a grudgematch to pick up the train wreck of a government that Sänger has led. Commentators note that no matter who wins there is unlikely to be a change in the the German Empire's foreign policy, which has largely been expansionist for the past decade...[More]

Legislature passes massive coastal defense Bill
The House of Burgesses has passed a massive coastal defense bill. Over 30 16"/45 guns will be ordered to provide shore defenses in Araby, Mainland India, Ceylon, and Burma. The bill is largely seen as a reaction against European aggression into the Indian Ocean...[More]

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The Altdorf Blue Stockings have defeated the Nuln Knights in the final round of the Dominionite Cup...[more]

[CmdrWilkens]

Ciudad de Mexico (Mexico City)
August 16th 1925 (D+15) 0700

"Fire them"

"Your majesty..."

"Fire them, re-assign them, have them taken behind a shed and shot. I do not care. Those two bastards, and Garcia de Lopez in the 18th Army as well have cost us this war."

"If I may your excellency it is not nearly that bad"

"I may no longer serve but when my father ruled I too led a corps in the assault, I know what they have done. We have no fresh reserves to send. The Hispaniola Corps is impossible to move in a timely manner, the rest of 12th Army is needed to maintain order and guard the supply lines and everyone else has been engaged except for XV Corps who we all know needs to be available to plug any holes that develop if the Colombians attempt another attack from the north."

"That is true your majesty"

"Those three idiots have thrown away the last remaining strike force we have in their desire for glory. They can send all the dispatches they want about having sighted the canal but it does nothing to ignore their folly in wandering straight in to the Colombian counter-attack...fire them today."

"Your majesty it will serve little purpose and if they are to join a new offensive such changes would..."

"This is my will and it shall be done."
...
...
...
"Yes you majesty."

"If I may your majesty we have more pressing concerns, the note from the Americans they delivered yesterday."

Message to the Mexican Empire

The United States views with great regret the actions that have led to a course of war between your great nation and [Mexico/Gran Colombia]. We would wish to see this bloody conflict end as soon as possible, and to return the region to a state of normalcy. To that end, we would call for a mutual ceasefire to current hostilities and invite both parties to a conference to forge a peaceful resolution to this conflict. We would hold this conference between both conflicting parties, with members of the Panama Canal Board also present to assist in the negotiating process. We would hope to begin ceasefire talks as soon as possible, and at a location suitable to you. At which point we can begin a conference to negotiate a peace.

It is my sincerest hope that you take favorable action upon this request and work with us to bring an end to the bloodshed and disruption that has come to our corner of the world.

Signed,
James Raynor
President of the United States

"Yes their note. I am half tempted to remind them that they have signed a treaty guaranteeing non-intervention lest we engage in hostilities with one of their allies but this is not a clear enough threat to use force for me to respond so provocatively...what say you council of ministers mine?"

"We still hold the field your majesty, I think we can certainly use this so some advantage and our Consul in Havana, Luis Maria Hernandez, is more than capable of delivering a useful opening strike on this. If we can deliver a response before the Colombians we can set the tone and establish a position of strength for any future negotiations."

"The problem is stopping now guarantees that we cannot resume the offensive later. We have committed almost all of our peacetime army and even with reserves close at hand the Colombians retain the ability to move far more troops to the scene. We always predicated the assault on the belief that fifteen days would be the most we could sustain before the balance of power would shift."

"Start drafting a note of reply indicating that Ambassador Hernandez will be our envoy in any talks which we are willing to join granted that a truly neutral party is willing to serve as mediator. This is my will."

"Yes your majesty"


/OOC Mexican advance stalls after two generals walk their corps right in to a Colombian counter-attack without support. The Emperor is furious but even he knows the war can't keep going and talks in Cuba are accepted.

[Ryan Thunder]

Message to Gran Colombia

The United States views with great regret the actions that have led to a course of war between your great nation and the Mexican Empire. We would wish to see this bloody conflict end as soon as possible, and to return the region to a state of normalcy. To that end, we would call for a mutual ceasefire to current hostilities and invite both parties to a conference to forge a peaceful resolution to this conflict. We would hold this conference between both conflicting parties, with members of the Panama Canal Board also present to assist in the negotiating process. We would hope to begin ceasefire talks as soon as possible, and at a location suitable to you. At which point we can begin a conference to negotiate a peace.

It is my sincerest hope that you take favorable action upon this request and work with us to bring an end to the bloodshed and disruption that has come to our corner of the world.

Signed,
James Raynor
President of the United States

Message to the United States of America

A ceasefire to negotiate the return of occupied territory and the summary withdrawl of Mexican troops from Colombian territory, held in Cuba with participation of the Canal board, Cisplatina, and Brazil, is acceptable.

Arturo Ramos,
<snip titlespam>

[CmdrWilkens]

Message to Gran Colombia,
Delivered by the Mexican Consulate in Havana to the Colombian Consulate in the Same

Mexico regards as unacceptable that any nation not directly involved in the present hostilities or serving as mediator on the same count be granted a seat at these tables. We will not and cannot agree to even begin any negotiations under those circumstances and will continue to pursue the appropriate actions needed to guarantee the safety and security of our nation in the absence of an agreement for two party talks subject only to a neutral moderator.

"The commander of 21st Army is requesting instructions your excellency..."

"Tell him to proceed, the Colombians still think that they are in some position of superiority to demand the presence of their allies at the table. If we have to we can strip down the remainder of 12th Army as replacements for any casualties today. Inform all the Army commanders that they will continue their advances until word of a ceasefire is relayed."

[Ryan Thunder]

Message to the Government of Mexico,
Delivered by the Colombian Consulate in Havana to the Mexican Consulate in the Same

To ensure the best chance of success in these talks we will withdraw our request to include all interested parties. Colombia is willing to settle for direct discussions between Mexican and Colombian representatives with the United States as a moderator, held in Cuba.

[Thanas]

Reichskanzlei, Berlin
January 20th, 1926
Election day

All over the German Empire people were called to the ballots. The first ones to vote were the german expatriates in Cascadia. which had happened eight hours before the polls in Germany proper opened. And it would still be 11 hours before the first polling stations in German East Asia would open. A global event, and one with likely wide-ranging consequences.

The counting of the votes would probably take up as much as two weeks. Which left Sänger with the curious possibility that the results might be announced in the middle of the fleet review, something he did not look forward to. Having cast his ballot in Bremen, he had taken a midday flight back to Berlin and was now catching up on paperwork, while his mind was reviewing the election procedure.

According to the original article 15 of the Constitution of the German Empire, the Emperor could appoint the Reichskanzler at will. However, the incorporation of Austria and Hungary had come with a price and as the times had dictated back then, the Reichstag had gained the right to dismiss and to confirm the chancellor. In practice, this had made a majority of votes in the Reichstag a necessity and the Emperor would lose face if he would disregard the majority vote. Of course, there was no way the Emperor would actually tolerate a candidate from the SPD.

Which is why Sänger anticipated the Emperor to intercede if his preferred conservative candidate Hugenberg did not get the majority of the votes. Of course Wilhelm would not intercede immediately. Appearances had to be kept. No, Sänger thought it likely that after a few trial votes, he or any other member of his party would be called to a meeting with the Emperor and then asked to step aside or throw his support behind the conservative candidate. Of course, if the conservatives got a majority or his own followship failed to gather more than 25% of the vote, that point would be moot anyway.

If, if and if. Time to return to more pressing issues and dwell less about things I cannot control, Sänger thought. He opened the newest note from the Dominion.

From the Grand Dominion of the Indies to the German Empire
Reichskanzler Sänger,

I wish your Emperor Good health,

In regards to your note from January 10th, I can assure you that the safety of German merchant ships had been taken into account. I would like to reiterate that this is an internal study based upon what to do in the event of an escalation of the conflict with Shepistan. As it is, my own policy since taking the Protectorate has been to seek reconciliation with the Shepistani Federation, or at least a treaty that isn't a thinly worded ceasefire.

I hope you will pass on to your Emperor an invitation to dine aboard the Rollo the Walker when it visits. Vice Admiral Anders once served as the head of the history department at the Naval Academy, and commanded a battleship squadron during the Battle of the Northern Arabian Sea. I'm sure that he and the German Emperor would have much to discuss. Of course, you are invited as well. The invitation stands no matter who ends up in the post of Reichskanzler.

Yours in Christ,
M.B. Bucher
Lord Fairfax
Lord Protector of the Grand Dominion of the Indies

Sänger smirked. "No matter who ends up in the post of Reichskanzler" indeed. After having heard from the Palace on the matter, he wrote a reply.

From the German Empire to the Grand Dominion of the Indies
Lord Fairfax.

Good health to you and your state.

I thank you for your recent note. His Imperial Majesty has accepted your most gracious offer and I have been instructed to ask whether the day after the Fleet Review would be acceptable for such a dinner. As for the attendance of the Reichskanzler, he will attend if matters of state do not prohibit him from doing so.

I have also read with great interest the recent defence bill passed by your parliament. I am sure Krupp will be more than happy to manufacture the defence cannons and will place a bid for that effect.

As you know, the German empire itself is building coastal fortifications at Berbera, so it should only be natural that you match it. However, your announcement has raised some concern that your nation might try to establish batteries that can shut off trade to the Suez canal. Although I am sure those are just rumours, I have been ordered by the Emperor to make the deployment of several second-rank battleships and other forces to the Indian Ocean permanent.

It is our hope that this will calm the German merchant companies as well as provide a safety net. As I am sure you know all four dreadnoughts currently deployed to the Indian Ocean are always on deployment in order to safeguard convoys to both your glorious nation and Shepistan. As this deployement plan is not sustainable, the number will have to be increased by at least two more dreadnoughts.

I am sure you and your press understands that this is not an act of aggression, as second rank battleships are defined as not being able to stand in the line of battle any longer. In any case, with the completion of your new coastal fortresses you need not worry about twenty-year old battleships anymore.

Signed,
Sänger, Reichskanzler

Sänger frowned before putting it away and affixing his signature under the new Naval deployment orders, which was not revealed to the public yet but which would be done over the following weeks. The largest problem he faced was how to keep up with the current deployment in the Indian Ocean. 4 battleships were needed on constant deployment to guard the two monthly convoys each to Shepistan and to the Dominion. Currently there were only five battleships in the entire Indian Ocean - a fact that meant that each ship had to be four times on deployment before given a rest and a very slim safety margin for an accident or a breakdown in equipment.

One proposed solution had been to reactivate the reserve fleet but he also knew that doubling the forces assigned to the Gulf of Aden would create a massive storm of protest from the Dominion. Thus, he had merely decided to detach two more battleships to the fleet there. This would not really be enough and the number would have to be increased again for the next year unless Shepistand and the Dominion could come to an agreement. As for himself, he rather hoped the ships could be back in Germany as soon as possible. Deploying ships several hundreds of miles away from the nearest repair yard was not something that he particularly liked. Not to mention the problem that if a ship would break down, the fleet there would be short two units - one to tow the damaged ship back and the damaged ship itself.

Still, he hoped that Lord Fairfax, being a naval man himself, would see the need for the current protection. It was not as if the Dominion had much to fear from the fleet, which had only two units that fielded guns larger than 12". But given the past reaction of the Dominion to characterize even convoy escorts as aggression, Sänger was not willing to bet anything on that happening.

Deployment plan, Q1 1926

1. Strategic objectives
As the German Navy has to safeguard commerce and provide a deterrrent against any hostile power, the following plan has been compiled. Special emphasis has also been placed towards reinforcing the Hochseeflotte for the upcoming Naval Review.

A) Overseas fleets
1. Uruguay

Since last year, the Schlachtkreuzer von der Tann has been stationed in Uruguay. While it undoubtedly served as a very effective deterrent, its presence is requested at the fleet review as it is the longest-serving and most honored Schlachtkreuzer in the entire Navy. Having set sail for Germany about a month ago, it will be replaced by the Heavy cruiser SMS Blücher on the station. No current increase in the South American theater is planned.

2. Ghana
The German Interests in Ghana are currently protected by the second-rank battleships SMS Maarten Tromp (Delaware class BB), SMS Peter Stuyvesant (Delaware class BB) and 6 Z-24 class destroyers. As a sign of deescalation towards the Congo and since Lomé has received new coastal fortresses, these forces will be replaced by 2 Projekt 48 long range boats and four Mittel-UII boote as well as one recon Zeppelin.

3.Dar-es-Salaam
The German base in Dar-es-Salaam will continue to house 2 Projekt 48 long-range submarines as well as the heavy cruiser SMS Dohna. The heavy cruiser Blücher has already set sail for Uruguay.

4.Sumbawa
Sumbawa will continue to house the battleship SMS Philips van Almonde (Delaware class BB), 4 Z 24 destroyers and 2 Mittel-UII-boote.

5.Tsingtao
The German Far east squadron, composed of SMS Cornelis Evertsen (Delaware class BB), SMS Cornelis Tromp (Delaware class BB), SMS Tsingtao (CL Hamburg-class), SMS Mailand (CL Hamburg-class) and 4 Z-24 Destroyers, will continue to remain on station. It is to be keep its 1 recon Zeppelin and its air forces of 18 Gotha G-IV and 36 Fokker DXi. It will be joined by 2 Projekt 48-long range submarines.

4.Mombasa
While the German base in Kenya is being built, Mombasa will house 4 Mittel-UII-boote.


B)Mediterranean and Gulf of Aden commands
1. Mediterranean fleet
As the German empire has either signed alliances or non-aggression pacts with all the mediterranean powers, it is thought that a strong German presence in the mediterranean will serve no purpose except to possibly antagonize those powers. Therefore, the mediterranean fleet will be reduced significantly. Before the recent redeployment, the Mediterranean fleet had 1 aircraft carrier, six dreadnoughts, 2 battlecruisers, six light cruisers and 18 destroyers. These numbers are to be decreased as follows:
- the aircraft carrier was handed over to the French and will not be replaced
- the second-rank class battleships Ostfriesland and Thüringen will remain the only battleships (if not counting the gunnery training ship SMS Radetzky). The light cruisers Pola and Novara, 2 Tatra class destroyers and 2 V-112 class destroyers will remain stationed there as well, to be joined by 6 H-class coastal submarines and several squadrons of fast attack craft when completed.
- The battlecruisers SMS Moltke and SMS Goeben are to join the Hochseeflotte
- The rest of the ships are to be transferred to Berbera

2. Tel Aviv
The base at Tel Aviv will house 2 H-class coastal submarines.

3. Berbera
Due to the high operational tempo relief is needed for the forces stationed at Berbera. Thus, Berbera's new command structure is as follows:

Battleships:
SMS Baden (flag)
SMS Markgraf
SMS Kaiserin
SMS Helgoland
SMS Prinzregent Liutpold
SMS König Albert
SMS Peter Stuyvesant (Delaware class BB)

Light cruisers:
SMS Venedig
SMS Genua
SMS Karlsruhe
SMS Emden

Destroyers
8 Z22
6 V-112
6 Z-24

submarines:
4 H-class submarines
2 Mittel-UBII-boote
6 UBIII-boote

Others:
4 Arabis sloop class minesweepers
1 recon Zeppelin
18 Gotha G-IV
36 Fokker DXi
Several squadrons of MAS planned

C) Baltic Fleet
The baltic fleet will encompass 28 H-class submarines, other units to be detached from the HSF as needed.

D)Hochseeflotte
All other units will be assigned to the Hochseeflotte.

So ordered on January 20th 1926,
Großadmiral Scheer, Commander of all Naval forces of the German Empire
Sänger, Reichskanzler

Satisfied and having finished his work for the day, Sänger looked at the clock. It was about 7pm. Ah, who cares. Now's as good a time as any. "Hans. I'd like to bathe and have a shave. Have my finest suit laid out for me and have the car ready."


Townhouse, Berlin
Even before the lit Townhouse came into view, the cars assembled there gave away the fact that there was a celebration going on. The fact that the townhouse was flagged not only with the Prussian but also with the Russian flag was a dead give-away as to what they were celebrating even before Sänger noticed the valets of many a conservative politician waiting near the cars.

"Shall we try again another day, Herr Kanzler?" Hans asked, after noticing that some of the valets were given Sänger's car dirty looks. Of course Sänger's car was easy to identify - after all, no other car besides the emperors was flagged with the German National flag, but the car of the chancellor lacked the Prussian state flag of the emperor.

"No. If they want to try and assault us, I am sure their masters will enjoy having just lost any chance of ever gaining high office. I am still the Reichskanzler. They'll not dare." Sänger was proven to be right, for not a single one of the servants dared challenge them when he and Hans approached the front door. Of course, he partly credited that to the hulking figure of the former boxing champion Hans, who had glowered at anybody who tried to approach them while reaching into his inner coat pocket.

Hans rang the door bell while Sänger collected his thoughts. Surprisingly, the cold anger at the people gathered in- and outside had eliminated most of the anxiety. The door opened and revealed the form of the Count. The count's eyes widened and then flickered over to Hans before back to the Reichskanzler. Sänger took the initiative and offered him his hand. "A good day to you, Count. I apologize for the disturbance - but may I come in?"

The count, baffled, shook the proffered hand and stepped aside to let them in. As soon as Sänger had handed Hans the coat, the Count had apparently regained his sense for he whispered to Sänger "Forgive me, Herr Kanzler - I do not wish to be inhospitable. But as you see I have guests and I fear their tastes may not be too your liking."

Before Sänger could answer, the doors to the first floor dining room apparently opened, for Sänger heard voices and the sounds of heavy drinking before a young man stumbled down the stairs before slurring his words in Russian. "Mikhail. What's keeping you? We were just about to drink to the demise of that pig Sänger..."

The young man broke off, recognizing the Reichskanzler. Sänger held up a hand to stop Hans from doing anything rash and then glowered at the drunken exile for good measure before looking back at the count, who had the good grace to look both uncomfortable and sheepish. Sänger cleared his throat. "Count Volkonsky, is there somewhere we can talk in private?" After a moment of consideration, the count nodded. "Of course."

The count led Sänger into what appeared to be his private study and offered him something to drink. Sänger gratefully accepted the offered scotch, but only sipped it, for he would need his wits for the following exchange. Wasting no time, the Count started the conversation. "What brings you here, Herr Kanzler? I regret to inform you that my daughter has taken ill and left the celebrations early." "Yes, about those celebrations...I wonder how many of those now cursing me where quite happy when I negotiated their release from the bolsheviks and made sure they could keep their money."

The count shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "If it is any consolation to you, Herr Kanzler, I bear no malice towards you. It is just that as a member of the club of exiles, I am supposed to act like it...I am sure you understand that tiltes bring certain responsibilities."

Sänger smiled grimly, remembering the dutch war and his responsibility in it. Then he nodded. "Of course, Herr Graf. I bear you no malice either and took no offense." "I am glad to hear that, Herr Kanzler. Now, might I enquire whether you are here in a personal matter or in matters of state? Because if it is the former, as I said, my daughter has taken ill."

Now it was the Reichskanzlers turn to shift a bit before he forced himself to sit still. "Indeed it is a personal matter, Count, but it is one I would like to discuss with you." Sänger waited a moment to let the count process the meaning of his words.

"Oh. Oh." The count looked at Sänger, then drained his own glass of scotch. "In that case I am not nearly drunk enough."


Results:
- The German Empire pulls back a bit towards global commitments
- The fleet in the Gulf of Aden is turned into a permanent command for as long as convoy escorts are needed for the Shepistani Gulf and is also reinforced with 2 old battleships as the current breakneck deployment is not sustainable over long time otherwise.
- The Dominion is informed about this (Shepistan, the Agean powers, Madagascar and the Sudan and other neighbouring countries like Afghanistan would also receive notes about that, consider yourself informed)
- The mediterranean presence is much decreased
- The battlecruisers are reintegrated into the HSF
- More developments on the Homefront

[Steve]

Portland, Federal District
27 December 1925


The issue that confronted the President of Cascadia as he returned from his Christmas holiday to his in-laws at Vallejo was something that seemed both minor and yet was very important. For months, since the news of the fleet review planned by the Germans, the Navy and State Department had been at loggerheads over what to send. The State Department believed it vital to send a proper contingent to dispel chattering about the Cascadian-German relationship; the Navy, however, disliked the idea of sending anything heavier than their Large Cruisers, citing the potential for a relapse of conflict in both the Far East and in Panama as their reasoning
The time was quickly approaching when the arrangements had to be made. Even with the canal it would take two to three weeks, as long as a month, for a force of ships to make the trip. The Germans had to be informed of the size of the force, the officers had to be selected, crews given final arrangements, supplies and refueling arranged.... And yet everything was still locked up. It would come down to the President to decide.

Admiral O'Connor was first to speak. His argument was clear and concise; the Soviet-Manchurian talks, while progressing, were no guarantee of peace. Japan had made pro-Soviet noises and might still start something. The Grand Dominion and Shepistan were always agitating with each other or others. Finally, the Mexican-Colombian talks were bogging down and a restoration of hostilities could come at any time, making a voyage home perilous, longer, and altogether more expensive. To send major combat units across the world for "a glorified parade" was thus folly. Even just one dreadnought pulled out of an active battle squadron was "too much".

Rachel MacKenzie then offered her argument as Secretary of State. The issue with Sänger had introduced a new element of friction in the Cascadian-German relationship, which was crucial component to Cascadia's position in the Pacific through the results of the German-Cascadian Naval Accords. Though the German conservatives no longer chafed at the territorial alterations in 1920 - "Palau for Samoa" had won them over as Sänger had expected it would - they were still in a number of ways considered the most likely party in Germany to see the Accords begin to lie fallow or even die, or to otherwise do things harmful to the Accords and thus Cascadian interests. Snubbing the Fleet Review by sending only lighter ships could result in such opinions in Germany becoming public and more capable of causing mischief, even if Sänger pulled out a miracle or if his successor was not an unfriendly conservative. Furthermore, the State Department held that the Cascadian-German Naval Accord was the key element of continued peace in the Pacific, by keeping Europe's most powerful state and the Pacific's largest state on the same side of things. There was "no minimum of danger" if the Accord were threatened by acts great and small, including the snubbing of the Fleet Review. "We need not send the entire Battle Fleet," MacKenzie stated, "but just a couple of her battleships, with proper escort, to join the Review."

So the arguments were made. Secretary of War Dale, another old navy hand, remained quiet in the corner. Secretary of the Navy Winfield stood to briefly reiterate O'Connor's argument but to accept that the President's orders would be followed without question or hesitation. And so, as with such things, the final decision fell to him.

He recalled, briefly, similar arguments over 12 years before, as a Lieutenant Commander, hearing his superiors grumble about the prospect of the World Cruise given the still sharp issue of Manchuria at the time. Of course, that World Cruise had meant a lot to Stephen in the long run, introducing him to Johannes who became a good friend over the past years and to the woman who became his wife. It had also given a chance for he and many like him to see sites beyond the usual ports of call for Cascadian vessels crusing the Pacific. He remembered the sights of Ceylon and Madras, Alexandria and Constantinople, Wilhelmshaven and London, and the cities of the Americas. He thought of the other young sailors and officers who might not benefit from such a thing.

"Gentlemen, what of our newest battleships?", he stated aloud, looking toward Winfield and O'Connor. "The ships of the Sovereign program?"
"They are fitted out and in trials, sir," O'Connor stated. "We intended to introduce them into the Battle Fleet and implement a reorganization of the Battle Squadrons upon the six vessels being fully ready for active service."
"The first two ships, they are actually ready now for sea voyage? Confirmed by sea trials and such?"
"Yes, sir, they are." And like that O'Connor realized what was being implied. "Mister President, to send such new vessels is even more foolhardy than sending...."
"As you stated, they are ready for sea voyage, and given my experience in these matters I imagine the only thing left for them, Admiral, is to have permanent crews assigned, quartered, and for stores to be topped off. These things are, I believe, done at a normal leisurely pace, but they can be hurried to an extent. And this way we give no appearance of snubbing Germany while we also deal with your concerns on the situation around the Pacific."
O'Connor was clearly flustered and knew he'd been outfoxed. He leveled a steely gaze at the President and gave a stiff nod. "I'll speak with Admiral Osterman on making the arrangements."
"As for the accompanying force, I believe the first three or four of the new expeditionary cruisers should be ready, and we can send a squadron of destroyers and a destroyer tender to round things out," Stephen remarked happily. "Make sure the orders go out, gentlemen, and lady, please have the Germans informed that we have determined the vessels to be attending."


Summary[
The President ends the discussion of the Cascadian participation in the Fleet Review.

The ships to attend are:
Sovereign-class Battleships:
CRS Sovereign
CRS Senator

Nez Perce-class Cruisers:
CRS Nez Perce
CRS Ochechotes
CRS Yakama
CRS Palouse

1st Destroyer Squadron
1 Boise-class Light Cruisers
7 Hencken-class Destroyers


Note that the Cruisers and Battleships are in fact completely new vessels, fitted out over the course of the prior year and submitted to sea trials. They have completed the trials sufficiently to be proven for capability in the trans-oceanic voyage required.

[Lonestar]

The Gold Palace

From the German Empire to the Grand Dominion of the Indies
Lord Fairfax.

Good health to you and your state.

I thank you for your recent note. His Imperial Majesty has accepted your most gracious offer and I have been instructed to ask whether the day after the Fleet Review would be acceptable for such a dinner. As for the attendance of the Reichskanzler, he will attend if matters of state do not prohibit him from doing so.

I have also read with great interest the recent defence bill passed by your parliament. I am sure Krupp will be more than happy to manufacture the defence cannons and will place a bid for that effect.

As you know, the German empire itself is building coastal fortifications at Berbera, so it should only be natural that you match it. However, your announcement has raised some concern that your nation might try to establish batteries that can shut off trade to the Suez canal. Although I am sure those are just rumours, I have been ordered by the Emperor to make the deployment of several second-rank battleships and other forces to the Indian Ocean permanent.

It is our hope that this will calm the German merchant companies as well as provide a safety net. As I am sure you know all four dreadnoughts currently deployed to the Indian Ocean are always on deployment in order to safeguard convoys to both your glorious nation and Shepistan. As this deployement plan is not sustainable, the number will have to be increased by at least two more dreadnoughts.

I am sure you and your press understands that this is not an act of aggression, as second rank battleships are defined as not being able to stand in the line of battle any longer. In any case, with the completion of your new coastal fortresses you need not worry about twenty-year old battleships anymore.

Signed,
Sänger, Reichskanzler

"Dammit." Fairfax muttered. Letting the Germans go forwarded with their "escort" program had seemed like a good idea a year ago, after all those battleships cost beaucoup money operate so far from the major fleet bases in Europe. At the time the assumption was that the German government would grow tired of the expense and scale back, or even end the escort program. And now Sänger was expanding it? This good go any number of directions in the media. People demanding larger fleets, people declaring the expense of maintaining a navy too small to be a threat and big enough to cost us money, no doubt some will question the wisdom of sending a major fleet unit to this damn naval review...Sänger could talk all he wanted about second class battleships, but the fact of the matter was that the Vanguard class was only marginally more capable. It looked as if they would have to play the waiting game a bit longer. Fairfax clicked his tongue and wrote out a response in his chicken scratch.

From the Grand Dominion of the Indies to the German Empire
Reichskanzler Sänger,

I wish your Emperor Good health,

The date you suggested for the dinner onboard the Rollo the Walker is fine. Vice Admiral Anders looks forward to it.

As for your additions to your commerce patrol, that is your decision to make and the Dominion government will not formally protest it. However,the number of battleships you have on station is an imposing for to the GDN's Battle Fleet, even if the vessels are all "second line". Many in the press will be sure to point out that between your BBs, the Schismatic fleet, and the fleets of the Mohammedans and Madagascarans, the Grand Dominion is hemmed in well and truly good.

Krupp is more than welcome to place a bid for the coastal defense program. However I must warn you that it is likely in vain, Dominionite industries are moe than capable of meeting the demands of the program and the preferred heavy guns are of a Dominionite design. I also suspect I would be strung up if I tried to influence a defense program to favor a german firm.

Yours in Christ,

M.B. Bucher
Lord Fairfax
Lord Protector of the Grand Dominion of the Indies

Altdorf Times

No matter who wins in Germany, we lose
THE Altdorf Times has learned from a foreign ministry source that the German Empire is planning on drastically increasing it's naval presense in the Indian Ocean. Seven battleships shall now sail under the ensign of the Kaiserliche Marine in the Grand Dominion Gulf. To add insult to injury, the sitting Reichskanzler has had the cheek to DEMAND that German firms be given equal bidding with Dominionite firms in the recently authorized coastal defense program. Unfortunately, barring a miracle the next Reichskanzler will be just as foul and expansionist as Sänger is, and his predecessor was...[More]

[Thanas]

Berlin, Townhouse
January 22, 1926

The party continued abated on the floor above, but the Count Mikhail Volkonsky and the Reichskanzler Johannes Sänger could not care less. The Count had been quite shocked at the request of the Reichskanzler, but having been silent for a good period of time and having imbibed another glass of scotch, the Count found the strength to continue the conversation. "Do you have means?"

Sänger relaxed, thanking the heavens and all that was holy that the Count had not immediately thrown him out of the house or worse. "My family's riches pale in comparison to your own, but I am to inherit half a villa in Bremen. That said, I have my pension as a civil servant and my salary as the Reichskanzler. If I am not reelected, I have been offered chairs at the universities of Berlin, Madrid, Münster, Hamburg and Bremen. I have also been offered several seats on the board of companies. And lacking much opportunities for spending, I have saved about six years worth of my salary. Certainly that pales in comparison to your own riches, Count, but I think we will be able to live in relative comfort."

The Count snorted. "Comfort befitting her status?" Sänger shrugged. "As I have no knowledge of how much you pay, I cannot possible answer that. I do however would like to note that if I appear to be somewhat worse-off than you, than no small part of that is due to me refusing any sort of gift, title or property bestowed upon me."

"Yes", the count nodded. "You do have a reputation for that. The lack of a tilte does concern me. You do realize that she would be marrying below her status and that she would always take precedence over you in court protocol, providing you do not win reelection - which, pardon me, does not sound likely."

Sänger nodded, taking a sip of scotch to gain more time before answering. "Yes, I do realize your concern. However, I have received the highest academic titles in two disciplines of study. And you may certainly not be worried about me feeling inadequate. I have been decorated with 31 Orden and medals, including the highest honours of Cascadia, Belgium, the netherlands and Imperial Russia as well as those of over four german states. I have refused a title 18 times, including the offer of being made Duke twice and the offer of being made a count eight times. I refuse those honours because I do believe in the hanseatic tradition, not because I think I am not worthy of them or because I think that they are not worth anything. On the contrary, I deeply respect them - as I do respect my heritage."

Sänger paused for breath and then continued before the Count could retort. "I shall however feel forever inadequate of deserving her and no amount of titles is going to change that."

The count nodded, processing it. After taking another generous mouthful of scotch, he asked: "Where would you live?" Sänger shrugged. "Wherever she pleases. Of course, if I were to win reelection, her choice would have to wait until my time in office is over. I would like to return to Bremen or to one of the university cities some day, but I shall not force her to live somewhere she does not like."

"There is an age difference..." Sänger nodded. "I just turned 39 years of age. She is what, 21?" The count smiled. "My daughter reached the age of 18 eight months ago, Herr Kanzler. You are more than twice her age." Sänger almost did a spit take and coughed while swallowing more scotch than he wanted to, the sharp liquour burning his throat. When Sänger composed himself, he nodded at the count. "To be honest, Herr Graf - I did not know that. Still, I think your daughter and I share a bond regardless of the age differences. It is a bit hard to explain - " Sänger stopped babbling, though amazingly the count just swallowed more scotch.

After a while, the count whistfully looked at a picture on the wall. Sänger too focused on it and realized that the late countess had been of a different age than her husband as well. He could only guess what was running through the head of the count at the moment.

After a while, the silence was broken by another question from the count. "You do realize that this would put me into a difficult political position?" "Sod politics. I might be done with them anyway." This caused a short burst of laughter from the count. After he had composed himself, the count pressed on. "You also realize that many of her friends would ask to have her committed? And what do you think Wanja and Piotr will say when they return to find their sister engaged to someone Wanja pointed a gun at?"

Sänger played with his fingers for a while before answering those questions. "Truth to be told, I do not know. All I can say is that I believe your daughter and I can be happy together. If she is willing to take that risk - and if you are willing to do the same - I can only pledge that I will do my utmost to make her happy."

"Will you retire from politics?" Sänger took a deep breath. Would he be willing to do so? He had never really loved politics, but his talent for it and his assumption that he could be a force of good for Germans everywhere had prevented him from quitting it. Would he now leave all that behind? Would he leave the exhilaration, the sheer adrenaline? Could he leave now that Germany was at crossroads?

Yet then he also remembered that it had been the first time since he had been in Cascadia that he had really enjoyed himself - and even back in Cascadia had he remained guarded. Not with her. No, there could only be one answer to that question. Looking the count straight in the eyes, Sänger spoke with a firm, clear voice: "If she wants me to."

The Count nodded, then straightened himself. Finally, he managed to stand up, no small feat considering the amount of alcohol he had drunk over the course of the question. Sänger followed suit. Then, with a shaking voice, the Russian said. "Herr Kanzler. I can not speak for my daughter. But I saw you and her together - and she seems happy when she is with you. I dreaded this day ever since that night in Vienna, when she returned truly happy ever since...ever since my Maria died."

Sänger wanted to say something, but before he could speak, the Count continued. "Maybe - maybe someday you'll know how it feels being a father like I do right now. She is my only daughter and the second of my children. And while you have my blessing, also know that should you ever hurt her, I will kill you with my bare hands, Kanzler or not."

"If I do so, I shall let you." The vow to each other being made, the count pulled Sänger in for a bear hug, spilling scotch all over them. The party above being forgotten, the Count then demanded that they celebrate immediately, no matter what happened elsewhere in the house.

When the scotch was consumed, they switched to Vodka.

Next morning

When Sänger awakened the next morning, he had a splitting headache. And somebody was snoring. Turning his head, he surveyed his surroundings. He was lying in an unfamiliar armchair, with the count Volkonsky lying on his huge mahagony desk, his deep snores reverberating in the room.

Slowly, Sänger stood up, swaying as his equilibrium had to reassert itself. Finally, after being sure that he would neither vomit nor faint, he slowly opened the door to the study, only to almost run into Hans, who had kept watch in front of the door all night long. Hans turned around, noticed the disheveled state of the chancellor - smelling as if he had spent the night in a scotch distillery, looking as if he had drunk said distillery dry and clutching his head as if the owner of said distillery had pounded on it - and smiled. "Am I right in assuming that your venture was successful?" Sänger winced, then nodded. "Yes. But please use a softer tone." "Congratulations, Herr Kanzler."

"She hasn't said yes yet. I haven't asked her. And considering my state I better not do so now. Let's go freshen up." Hans snorted. "Jawohl, Herr Kanzler."

As they were making their way through the house, Sänger noticed that the paint was chipped on the walls in a few places - places that looked surprisingly like the impact of a head. "Any special occurrences, Hans?" Hans shrugged. "The party took a turn to the wild side, Herr Kanzler."

Seeing that Hans was not any more forecoming, Sänger just nodded. The two had left the house and were passing the front garden to the car when they heard a window being opened. He and Hans promptly did the honorable thing - they legged it to the car.


Later that day
It was almost 3pm when Sänger had - after conferring with Elise - deemed himself presentable enough for returning to the Townhouse. They noticed that the cars were gone and that the front garden had been cleaned up. To their surprise, neither the count nor his daughter opened the door. Instead, a servant girl lead them inside and took their coats, shooting the Kanzler a look while she did so, eventually pointing to the stairs.

Sänger looked at Hans, who shrugged, indicating that he too had no clue. Stepping closer to the stairs heard music coming from the upper floor. Sänger immediately recognized it as Mozart - and a piece quite suited to the occasion. Great.

Walking up the stairs towards the direction of the music, he eventually reached a room in which the Countess was playing. Not wishing to disturb her, Sänger looked at her from a distance.

His idea as to what she was playing were confirmed when he was able to read of the piece. After the countess had finished playing the current song, she changed to a different song, singing along. Listening to the music, Sänger had the thought that somehow, the fates conspired against him.

Watching the countess concentrating on her music, Sänger thought Ah well. Sod the fates and stepped forward when the countess was about to start the next piece. "Forgive the intrusion, Natasha." The young women was startled, but immediately recovered, standing up and moving towards Sänger while smiling. "Johannes. This is a pleasant surprise."

Sänger kissed the proffered hand. "Your father told me you had taken ill, Natasha." She frowned, then answered: "Oh, that. I am afraid I have deceived you in that regard. I just could not stand the speeches of yesterday's celebration. They were most dreadful."

Recalling the events of the night before, Sänger had a fair impression of what the speeches had been about. "Well, I am glad you have recovered from them then." The countess smiled, but the frown stayed on her face. Finally, after biting her lip, she asked: "Forgive me asking, Johannes - this may sound incredibly dumb - but was that you I noticed running from our property this morning?"

Sänger squirmed a little before nodding. "I have to admit that was me."

"And do you also know why my father has gone shooting pheasants for the day?" Seeing the rather confounded look playing on Sänger's face, she added: "He only goes pheasant-shooting when he has come to an important decision or when something upset him. When I woke him up this morning, he just grumbled something intellgible, hugged me and left. And ever since the morning the servants have given me odd looks and whispering to each other."

Sänger whinced. "Yes, I do admit that I am the likely cause of that as well." "Oh." She looked at him with a mixture of curiosity and mirth. "What did you do, pray tell?"

Oh, this is so not going according to plan, Sänger remarked to himself as his carefully prepared oration was now useless. Sighing, he went for broke. "I asked him for his blessing."

"His blessing...I do not understand...." She followed Sänger's gaze to the booklet and then understanding hit her. "Oooh."

Ooh indeed., Sänger thought as he watched confusion being replaced by understanding, shock and... a glance of happiness? Opening his mouth, he started to ask: "Gräfin Natasha Volkonskaya, it would be the greatest honor and joy on earth for me if you would consent to-" "Yes."

After hearing the word, the countess clamped her hands over her mouth as if she could not quite believe having said the words. After staring into each others eyes for a split second Sänger, not quite knowing what to say, chose to babble out the first thing that came to mind. "You did not even let me finish."

With that, the tension was lifted and the countess dissolved into laughter, in which he joined in. Squealing, Natasha rushed forward and hugged him.


Having gathered outside the room and overheard the conversation and the aftermath, the servant's reactions were more mixed. Some, especially the younger women, were overjoyed. Others, especially the male servants, proclaimed that they were wondering whether the countess had gone mental. Finally, the eldest and most trusted servant in the house, the cook, proclaimed that it was none of the business of the servants and that they should better get back to work or she would brain them with the soup ladle herself. The issue therefore settled, the servants went back towards their day work.

When the count returned two hours later, he noticed that the car of the Reichskanzler had been parked in the garage. After having handed the pheasants over to the cook, who informed him about the news, the count made his way up to the second floor. He noticed that Sängers valet, Hans, was standing guard in front of the corridor. The Count nodded at Hans, who moved to let him pass. However, instead of walking in, the count looked through the keyhole.

He saw his daughter and the Reichskanzler sitting next to each other on the sofa, with his daughter apparently speaking rapidly and the Reichskanzler nodding or voicing his assent now and then. His daughter then moved closer to the Reichskanzler and laid her head on his shoulder, which he reciprocated by moving to accomodate her by lifting up his right arm, which she then took and hugged close to her chest, the two apparently contend to sit just there in silence.

Hans noted that the Count stepped back, nodded at him and then descended the stairs. As he did so, Hans wondered if his eyes had played a trick on him or whether the Count had been crying.



Reichskanzlei, Berlin
January 23rd, 1926
Evening

Altdorf Times

No matter who wins in Germany, we lose
THE Altdorf Times has learned from a foreign ministry source that the German Empire is planning on drastically increasing it's naval presense in the Indian Ocean. Seven battleships shall now sail under the ensign of the Kaiserliche Marine in the Grand Dominion Gulf. To add insult to injury, the sitting Reichskanzler has had the cheek to DEMAND that German firms be given equal bidding with Dominionite firms in the recently authorized coastal defense program. Unfortunately, barring a miracle the next Reichskanzler will be just as foul and expansionist as Sänger is, and his predecessor was...[More]

Sänger had eventually left the townhouse when dark was approaching rapidly at around 5pm and had returned straight to the Reichskanlei to finish paperwork. Eventually, he had slept in his office and had sent a secretary to the office of the Bremer Zeitung via train and another to the office of the Berliner Zeitung next morning.

He wondered whether this was the right thing - but Natasha and the Count had both concurred that it was better to brave the press now before it could become a scandal. The papers were running headlines about the Dominion now anyway, so he might just as well use it as a coverstory.

So he had sat down with reporters of the Berliner Zeitung and of other publishing houses to address the Indian Ocean issue. He had also received a tensely written note by his Majesty which amounted to a dismissive rant against the dominion and had instructed him to make sure that they got the message.

He was now looking at the Bremer Nachrichten and the Berliner Zeitung. Each had decided to put its own emphasis on the stories of the day.

Berliner Zeitung

Emperor and Chancellor determined to address Indian Ocean issue.
Giving a rare interview with the Berliner Zeitung today, Reichskanzler Sänger said that he understood the Dominion apprehension about foreign troops, but also added that the Gulf of Aden did not belong to any single nation. Sänger also said that "it is now up to the Dominion to find a solution if they find the German presence intolerable. If the Dominion cannot do so, it will continue to fall to the German Empire to safeguard its merchants. Our presence in the Indian Ocean is contingent upon the safety of our merchants." The Reichskanzler added that if the Dominion wanted less German warships in the Indian Ocean, it would have to find a way to assure Germany of the safety of its merchants. The Reichskanzler also hinted that oner such way might be the Dominion conducting shared maritime patrols with the German fleet.

When questioned towards the general state of affairs between Germany and the Dominion, the Reichskanzler said that he respected the might of the Dominion and the leadership of Lord Farifax. He added that "I am sure that Lord Fairfax would like to transform his nation into a shining beacon of civilization and power, but is held up by internal politics from doing so." Sänger declined to comment furhter on the apartheid state, stating that the internal affairs of other nations were generally of no concern to the German Empire unless they would threaten the balance of power.

The Reichskanzler also expressed his thanks to the Dominion for contributing so generously to the upcoming fleet review and said in closing, that he was sure Krupp would get a fair hearing considering the recent contract competition for Dominion coastal fortresses.

Krupp places bid for Dominion contract
The ammunition company of Krupp has announced that it will offer several weapons to the Dominion for consideration:
- the 16"/45 found on the Baden class battleships
- the 16"/50 found on the Ziethen-class battlecruisers, the newest gun in service with the German fleet
- the 16.5"/45 found on most German first-rank dreadnoughts, currently the heaviest German weapon in service with the german fleet itself
- the 18"/45 found on the newest German export designs (Krupp once more declined to comment on whether this is also be the armament for the Bismarck class)

The reasons behind the bid are not quite clear to most experts. Krupp declined charges of selling advanced technology for profit. Other experts also raised questions that the costs of shipping the guns all the way to the Indian Ocean might make the offer non-competittive with Dominion designs, but Krupp announced that the company would, if necessary, purchase a local company and that they were confident the German workmanship would be worth the extra costs of shipping.

(page 22)
Miscellaneous private announcements
1. Weddings and Betrothals
*snip*
6th. Countess Natasha Maria Volkonskaya
hereby announces her engagement to
Dr. mult. Johannes Sänger.
7th. Baron Franz von Falkenstein
*snip*

Of course, this had made fronpage news in his hometown of Bremen, even if the reaction had been tempered with typical hanseatic stiffness.

Bremer Nachrichten

Dominion public loses its temper
The recent public screechings from the Domion are just one more sign that this abomination of a state cannot be reasoned with. The German Empire should show a strong response to the insults thrown in the Dominion press against the Reichskanler....

Reichskanzler Dr. Sänger to marry
According to the Reichskanzler himself, he and Countess Natasha Maria Volkonskaya are engaged. A date has not been set yet. The Countess is the second child and only daughter of Count Mikhail Volkonsky and 18 years of age. The Bremer Nachrichten wishes to congratulate both her and the Reichskanzler on their engagement.

Norddeutscher Lloyd designing a new ocean liner?
The Norddeutsche Lloyd declined to comment on the reasons behind the new turbine design studies conducted in Bremerhaven today....

Sänger put away the newspaper and then stretched. Still, there was the nagging feeling he had forgotten something. Then Elise sticked her head into the room and said: "Herr Kanzler? I have got your mother on the phone. She seems quite irate."

Sänger nodded. Oh, right. That was it.


Results:
- PR offensive essentially places the ball in the Dominions court
- Krupp places a bid for the Dominion contract, some experts wonder why
- mostly just a big fluff piece (I hope everyone got the injoke) which should finish most of that storyline until after the review. Next up: election results.

[Siege]

Villa von Schenk
Muizz Street, Old Cairo

The phonograph had fallen silent; the last tones of Mahler's Symphony No. 9 had died away. An oil lamp on the salon table cast a small circle of illumination through the otherwise darkened library. Letters, old photographs and a map were scattered over the wooden table. Count Siegfried von Schenk sat in a red leather chair, the top of his shirt unbuttoned, his head resting against one of the chair's wings. His eyes were closed.

There was a knock, and the Count bolted upright as the door to the library opened. His wife entered, wearing a dress in the latest French fashion, which elegantly displayed her figure yet managed to simultaneously appear modest enough that men would not to think less of her. Even so the way the flickering candle she held threw light and shadows across her flawless figure was more than enough to give Siegfried ideas. “Dear, are you here? I'm back from – Oh.” Her lips twitched in amusement. “I'm sorry – did I wake you?”

For a moment, he could do little but stare at the long, dark brown hair that hung in waves past her shoulders. He shook his head. “Hmm? Oh. Yes. Sorry, dear. I was- I must have dozed off.”

She smiled, blew out the candle and sat down beside him in the half-dark. She looked at the old photographs on the salon table and her smile faltered. “Dear, you shouldn't be looking at those.” Daphne gestured at the black and whites of a small old castle sitting amidst hazel trees and red maples. “You know how you get when you think of home.”

He shook his head. “It's not like that,” he said quietly. He produced a letter from the inside of his rumpled dinner jacket and handed it to her. “It's come through.”

It was dark in the library, but the letter felt solid in her hands. It was written on vellum, in thick, flowing script. There wasn't enough light to read the words, but the signature beneath it was all too easy to make out. Three letters: W.I.R. Only one man signed his letters that way. Daphne's eyes widened. “You're pardoned?”

He just nodded, eyes fixed on the distance. A faint frown creased her brow. “Then why are you so quiet?”

The Count shook his head and drew himself up a little. “I'm lost for words,” he admitted. He gestured at the piece of paper. “It's not just a pardon, you know. I'm getting everything back. Titles, land. With back-pay, even. Hell, they're thanking me for doing some fast talking during the Kenyan crisis. It's the closest you could possibly come to an apology.” A dazed grin etched itself onto his face as he looked at her. “You know, I've dreamed of this moment so many times. I must've had a thousand ideas about what I'd do when it arrived.” He shook his head again. “And now that it has, I'm just sitting here, in the dark, not daring to believe it.”

She simply smiled and touched his arm. “You don't have to. The letter will be here tomorrow.”

He looked at her, then at the piece of paper, as if he didn't quite believe that would be the case. He sighed. “Now what do I – we – do? Do we go back to Europe?” He looked her in the eye. “I know you'd like to.”

She inclined her head. Since his exile, neither of them had visited the Old Continent. Daphne had said that as the wife of a known exile, she could be used as a hostage in order to get him to return, and that it wasn't safe for her to go. There were days he had almost believed that was true, but the fact was that as a French citizen and director of the Suez canal board she was effectively untouchable. She hadn't gone to Europe because he couldn't go. He'd know that, and he'd known she knew. It wasn't something either of them ever had to say out loud. But she'd missed her homeland just as much as he did. He knew that too. She was silent for a moment. When she finally spoke, her voice was firm. “We can decide upon that later.” She stood up and produced a decanter of Port and two small glasses from one of the sideboards. “For now though, I think we simply ought to celebrate.”

Siegfried smiled. “Now I remember why I married you.” He accepted a glass, and they toasted as she sat down on his lap, the way she'd done all those years ago in Strasbourg. He could feel the warmth of her through the dress. He kissed her lips, tasting wine and the beeswax of her lipstick. And it could be the drink, but he doubted they would be done celebrating anytime soon.

[Lascaris]

London, The House of Parliament

Ramsay MacDonald couldn't manage not to flinch as David Lloyd George rose to speak. "First the one warmonger Churchill now the lead warmonger." he muttered under his breath. Then he noticed what the damn Welsh was saying.

"Earlier this year, His Majesty's Government signed a treaty on non-aggression, with the German Empire. Then when the German Empire chose to invade without the slightest provocation a peaceful nation His Majesty's Government failed to act in any way whatsoever.

What are the results of these actions and inaction of our country. Holland lies in ruins and has now become a province of the German empire. And with Holland also lies in ruin the foreign policy of the United Kingdom. From time immemorial this country has sought to maintain the balance of power in the continent and keep large imperial powers from taking control of the Low Countries ports that could become a springboard for attack against our sacred islands. The second goal has obviously failed as the Dutch ports have come under the control of the German Reich. As for the balance of power in the continent that was already being upset when Germany was let to absorb Austria-Hungary and dismantle Italy. Now the annexation of Holland means the Prussian militarism has been given tens of millions of new subjects and a large aount of industry to exploit.

And one can't fail but question what his Majesty's Government was doing besides cowering in fear when German armies were invading the Low Countries. Did this country get perhaps some special compensation that might have explained its inactivity? The answer is again a resounding no. Only criminal negligence and incompetence can explain the recent failings of His Majesty's government. And neither is acceptable for a government that determines the fate of the nation. The Liberal party is therefore calling a vote of no-confidence..."


The Times

"Government collapses as it loses vote of no confidence with large margin. Several Labour MPs vote in favour of the motion. Conservative party splits as over a third of its MPs vote against the coalition. New general election proclaimed for December."

The Daily Telegraph

"Disaffected conservatives join into National Liberal party to contest the coming Election! Read more on page 2!"

[Doomriser]

Quito Enquirer

Opinion/Editorial

Always on the Campaign Trail

President De La Torre today deflected growing criticism about his government's support to Gran Colombia and the Soviet Union during their recent military conflicts.

Forces on the political right have seized upon the delivery of five destroyers and several squadrons of torpedo aircraft to Gran Colombia, and similarly of several types of aircraft to the Soviet Union, as well as an undetermined amount of financial aid, as a violation of his own policy of non-interference.

Further aggravating these concerns is the accusation that much, or all of the aid, was given for free.
"Are we, a country just coming into our own as a modern industrial state, to expend our valuable resources to bolster powers greater in strength than ourselves?" asked Liberal Party industry critic Marco Liberto.

Freedom-Heritage Member of Parliament Enrique Hernadez was even more accusatory.
"Our President is spreading the forces of international communism. Our blood and sweat go to defend the reds who start wars all over the world."

President De La Torre calmed these allegations, however. In a conference with members of the press, De La Torre reinforced his earlier statements about defense co-operation.
"Bolivaria has not sent a single soldier to die. We have engaged in a combination of sales and aid with our strategic partners. Our military observer mission to the Sovet Union did not engage in combat, but merely kept us abreast of the latest developments in warfare.

I say "strategic partners" because we receive assistance and trade relations from the Soviet Union just as we do with other governments. Who designed and, together with us, built prototypes for the new Tupolev bomber? It was the Soviet Union. Who was prepared to ship us one-hundred-thousand rifles to boost our stockpiles? It was the Soviet Union. And of course we provided aid when they were in crisis. We believe that they would do the same.

And the issue of Gran Colombia should require no explanation. All patriotic Bolivarians, that is to say all Bolivarians, are with me when I say that the Bolivarian Union will not tolerate imperialism in South America. If Colombia becomes a victim of imperialism, who will be next on this continent? We were right to pursue greater economic integration with Gran Colombia. Together with Brazil, our defensive-research partnerships are already bearing fruit."

De La Torre also announced his intention to move forward on the issue of "women's rights:"
"We are not just about security, but about progress. For too long, women in this country have toiled without recognition. They do the housework, they do the child-rearing, but where are they in the jobs with the most prestige? The electricians, the aircraft builders, the architects at our shipyards.

I announce a program of equality in opportunity. Women need to be recognized, trained, placed into positions where they have been scorned. By January of next year, I vow we will have a program in place to train, promote, and pay women who are willing to step forward into the workforce. The beginnings of a daycare program, where you can temporary relinquish your child-raising duties to kind souls while you are at work, are now underway."

De La Torre's plan was, of course, subject to immediate scrutiny. One Freedom-Heritage party member described the daycare program as "ant-like, an attempt to collectivize the family, and an assault on the sanctity of womanhood." He added that "the Anti-Christian policy to break up the family in conjunction with the Karl Marx plan to destroy capitalism should be opposed by all right-thinking people."

Whatever the case, it is clear that women have become a constituency for parties to compete over, joining every subgroup and category of men who have received attention from politicians.

[Beowulf]

Message to all Nations

Your excellencies,

this October marked the 30th anniversary of the ascension to the throne of His Imperial and Royal Majesty Wilhelm the Second, by the Grace of God, German Emperor and King of Prussia, Reichsverweser Of Austria and Hungary etc.

To commemorate this joyful occasion, a fleet review is planned in February 1925. The German Empire would view it as a great honour if your Navy would participate in it. Please notify the Reichskanzlei in such a case.

Signed,
Sänger, Reichskanzler.

A message was returned in response:

Regretfully, no major fleet vessels are available for this review. Fleet requirements are such that no units can be spared to go halfway around the world, at such short notice.

Signed,
Liu Yang,
for the King of the Manchus

[Lascaris]

BBC: UK general election results.

Liberals win in landslide gaining 48.7% of the popular vote and electing 473 members in the House of Commons. Conservative party loses over a third of its 1922 vote dropping to 32.5%, maintains 87 parliamentary seets. Labour party sinks, falls to 16.7% of the popular vote from 29.7% in the 1922 election retains 50 seats in parliament.

Winston Churchill: Conservatives and Labour paid in the polls for their inactivity in the face of German aggession. We have a long road ahead to reestablish Britain's proper place in the world.


The Telegraph

Prime Minister Lloyd George announces new cabinet. New Ministry of Defence established to coordinate Admiralty, Air Ministry and War Office. Winston Churchill first Minister of Defence. John Maynard Keynse new Chancellor of the Exchequer.

[Thanas]

Berlin, Reichskanzlei
January 28, 1926
The crisis with his mother had been averted by first reassuring her that yes, he was serious and no, Natasha was not some russian floozy addicted to power. Added to that a not-so small amount of grovelling, it had been decided that Natasha and he would visit his parents right before the naval review in Wilhelmshaven. He had put that question to her and she had agreed. Sadly, the other preparations were not coming along as well. As expected, the russian emigrees had not taken the news of the bethrothal with joy. Natasha's brothers, currently enroute to Germany from Manchuria, where they had been serving as volunteers in the white russian exile division, had probably not even gotten the news.

On Sänger's end the problem was his brother, who was currently captaining a merchant ship somewhere in the south atlantic right now. It was not that he disapproved, in fact he had sent a nicely-worded congratulation note via radio, but he currently was unavailable due to obvious reasons. The press had taken the news rather quickly and after blockading Natasha's house for two days, a period during which all interviews had been refused, they had given up. However, the fact was that this, coupled with the normal demands of the state, meant that the two had not seen each other hence and had only communicated over the phone.

But that was the least of Sänger's problem. The independent election commission had sent a note, detailing their findings and saying that they would announce the news on January 28, which meant that the Reichstag would first gather on February 2nd. Sänger had read the results.

Election results for the German Empire, 1926 election

1st. European territories
S=political parties having declared for Sänger. Include the Centrum, the liberals and various Austrian, Hungarian and Italian parties
H=political parties having declared for Hugenberg. Include the Conservatives, the National liberals and the Russian Exiles
M=political parites having declared for Müller. Include the Social democratic party of Germany and the Dutch socialists.

Overall results: S:31% H:27% M:42%

Detailed breakdown:
Kingdom of Prussia S:21% H:57% M:21%
Kingdom of Austria S:67% H:18% M:15%
Kingdom of Hungary S:68% H:19% M: 13%
Kingdom of Belgium S:32% H:10% M:58%
Kingdom of the Netherlands S:37% H:9% M:54%
Italian territories S: 52% H:22% M:26%
other German European territories: S:35% H:42% M:25%
Colonies: S:52%, H:47% M:1%

More detailled breakdown....

Voters for Sänger: Women, non-ethnic Germans (immigrants), Austrians, Hungarians and Italians, Academics, shipyard workers, hanseatic cities, white-collar workers
Voters for Hugenberg: Nobles, Armamament manufacturers, conservatives, protestants, farmers, military men
Voters for Müller: Industrial workers, Dutchmen, Belgians

Sänger put the note down. Now at least the wait is over. Müller had, as predicted, gathered the most amount of votes, though it gave Sänger great pleasure to at least have defeated that conservative retrograde Hugenberg.

"Elise, I need to talk to Philipp Scheidemann and Karl Müller from the SPD. After that, get me Graf von Westarp of the Conservatives and finally, ask the palace if the Emperor is available. It is a matter of important state business."

Having decided upon his strategy, Sänger waited for Scheidemann and Müller to arrive. He did not have to wait long. The two socialists entered his office. "Herr Kanzler." "Gentlemen."

Sänger offered them a seat, which they took, and a drink, which they declined. After having been congratulated by them on his engagement and after small talk had been made, Sänger came to the gist of the matter. "Herr Müller, it is an honour to congratulate you on the electoral victory. The coalition led by you has managed to gain 41 percent of the vote and has become the strongest party in the Reichstag again."

Müller tried hard - and failed - to conceal his joy, but when he took a look at the election results, both he and Scheidemann looked more worried. "So nothing changes".
"Correct", Sänger replied. "I expect the emperor to intervene any moment now and throw his support behind Hugenberg, which means that he will get enough votes from my coalition to bypass yours and to win the election in the Reichtag. After all, the election for chancellor only requires a simple majority."

Scheidemann nodded. "Yes. But you did not call us here to play math tricks, so what, if I might ask, is the purpose of this meeting?" Sänger smiled. "I think we all know that Germany needs reform. However, there is no way the reform will get through the Reichstag with Hugenberg as chancellor, and there is no way that the Emperor will ever accept a chancelllor from the SPD. So my question to you is whether you prefer me or Hugenberg."

Müller rose. "If you mean that we will support you, the answer is - " "What is more important to you, your party or doing good for the people of Germany?" Müller's face became red, but before he could answer, Scheidemann interjected. "What do you offer?"

"My reform program being enacted. You always talked that you would do the utmost to see Germany become a nation of equals, did you mean it?" Scheidemann smiled. "Please, Herr Kanzler. Insults do not become neither one of us. I know that there are several in my party who will not like this. What can you offer us for supporting you?"

Sänger nodded in return. "I can offer you my pledge that the reconstruction of the Dutch territories will ramain first priority for my government. I can't offer you any cabinet seats, for the Kaiser will not tolerate that, but I give you my word that the leader of the SPD can always count on having my ear - and you shall still have the biggest fraction of government."

"And should the Kaiser refuse to nominate you?" "I will be taking steps to minimize that possibility, but some risk will always remain. Gentlemen, this might be the last chance any of us get to decide policy. If Hugenberg wins, he will take full credit for rebuilding the dutch territories, which means that he will win easy reelection in four years."

Scheidemann rose. "We shall think about it. Good day, Reichskanzler."

*********
After the two socialists had left his office, Sänger allowed himself a moment of rest. Well, that went moderately well. After ten minutes, Graf Kuno von Westarp, leader of the conservative party, entered. Sänger looked at the count. He did not look like someone who had a good number of days - no wonder, considering that while the conservatives had won Prussia, they had taken devestating losses in Hungary, Austria and Italy. He had half-suspected that Westarp had a mole and the look Westarp gave him nearly confirmed it.

Von Westarp took both the offered seat and drink. After looking at the election results, he grimaced. Swallowing the rest of the scotch, he first apologized to Sänger. "My apologies for the insults leveled against you, Herr Kanzler." "No need for that, Herr Graf. After all, it wasn't you, but Hugenberg who did it." Sänger watched as the Graf involuntarily grimaced at the mention of the name. "That said, maybe we can find a way out of this mess?"

"What is your idea?" "Well, Count, I know that you and I both would not like the reds to take power. But that is exactly what will happen if we do not come to an agreement. I would like you to pressure Hugenberg to withdraw his candidacy." The count smiled. "I will not. For we both know that the emperor will soon ask members of your coalition to vote for Hugenberg."

Sänger nodded. "True. And maybe his majesty can persuade some of them to switch allegiance, or at least enough for Hugenberg to get elected. Yet look at your own party, Herr Graf. You lost the entire south, the colonies and the dutch territories. If you persist on this track - and given Hugenbergs Germany first policy it is likely the conservatives will - your party will become a regional, not an empire-wide party. Furthermore, you risk the fracturing of this empire. Hugenberg rhetoric will drive away our allies and friends and Germany shall stand alone, which must not be permitted."

The Count v. Westarp remained silent, leaving Sänger to fire his final volley. "You have always been a moderate. If you support me now, I shall make sure the empire both survives and the aristocracy will not lose its status, which is more than you can expect either from Hugenberg and Müller. I think we both agree that unity is necessary and that the socialists must not be permitted to nationalize the property of families which made this country great. You know I am not an enemy of the aristocracy - if all works out, I shall marry one. I shall also make sure that nobles will be adequately represented in my cabinet."

Westarp nodded. "Congratulations on the engagement, by the way. You have made a fine choice." Sänger smiled. "Thank you. Can I count on your cooperation?" After looking into the eyes of the chancellor, Westarp nodded.


Berlin, Stadtschloss

Sänger was surprised to see that many people waiting in front of the audience chamber. Seeing one of the personal physicians of the Emperor among them, he quickly walked over and enquired about his Majesty's health. After being told that some of the wounds of the Emperor incurred in the bombing were bothering him, but that the Emperor was in fine health otherwise, he entered the audience chamber after being announced.

The Emperor was standing next to a table, bent over to study a document more closely. Approaching, Sänger noticed that it was the latest threat estimate of the British Navy, a document that Scheer had compiled. It highlighted the growing anti-german sentiment in Britain and the threat the British fleet was currently presenting to German commerce.

"Sänger. It would seem the British suddenly have decided to threaten us - the whole purpose of their government seems to be to present the most anti-german stance in the whole planet. What have I ever done to them?" "Apparently, your majesty, you have signed a non-aggression treaty with them. It would seem that the most conciliatory gesture only provokes them - maybe you should declare war, chances are they will immediately elect a government friendly to the Reich."

Wilhelm smiled at the joke, then motioned for Sänger to come closer. "Tell me, do you think the threat a serious one?" The Reichskanzler considered the figures. "To be honest, your majesty, I think so. While they are no match for our battlefleet per se, they have got us outnumbered in carriers and their fast wing is more potent than our current one. And they have the better strategic position."

Sänger broke off to give the Emperor a moment to digest those words before adding: "It seems as if a Germany first strategy is no longer viable under those circumstances. If we focus on Germany alone, as one of my opponents suggests, we will-"

"- we will surrender intitiative to the British." "Quite so, your majesty." "What would you do, Herr Doktor?" Wilhelm inquired, focusing on his Kanzler.

Sänger smiled inwardly. "Your majesty, I would take measures strenghtening our fleet. I would also try to bring the Dominion business to a close, we gain nothing from it except wearing out our beautiful ships much faster. Most importantly, I would suggest matching the expenses of the British in naval production, which, given their recent fearmongering, will only increase in the future. Combined with that, I would also press for an expansion of our ship manufacturing capabilities. I think we should immediately press for a new naval bill."

Wilhelm smiled. "Exactly what I was thinking." He put the study down on the table. "Now, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?"

Sänger steadied himself. "The election results are in, your majesty." Sänger produced a piece of paper and handed it over to Wilhelm II. After studying the results, Wilhelm frowned, then put the paper away. "This is surprising."

Sänger nodded. "If I may, your majesty - I think the socialists may never be allowed to gain power." The Emperor nodded. "Your Majesty, there are several options. You can nominate Hugenberg but it is not a given my coalition will back him and even then, the socialists will remain the largest faction in the Reichstag. Or you can nominate me-" "NOMINATE YOU? YOU - You are no better than the socialists."

Sänger bowed. "Your majesty, I beg to differ. For example, I do not hate either you nor the aristocracy." "And yet you argue for reform. Reform. Pah. We do not need reform." "Your majesty, the reforms will rob the socialists of their clientele. They will also ensure Germany can match any threat while making sure your legacy will be that of a man wise and brave enough to not only recognize the tide of history, but to control it."

The emperor snorted. "Empty words. We all know the effect your reforms will have if they were to go forwards." Sänger reached inside his suit and produces some documents. "Your majesty, I disagree. Here is the text of the laws I would propose, I would be happy to answer all of your questions and explain them in greater detail."

Before the emperor could respond, Sänger pressed on. "Count von Westarp has looked over them and decided to support them with some modifications." After a while, the emperor grunted and Sänger put his proposals on the table.


Results:
- election results have arrived.
- Sänger schemes a bit, February 2nd will tell if he is successful.