Placing a jug of wine and a pair of glasses, the servants bowed towards the two emperors and left the room. "I'm glad we could make this possible, Emperor Kaban." Sitting across from Julius was a bald man with a saintly appearance. His soft smile showed his white teeth almost as pale as his skin. On his head rested a large crown with a purple orb in it.
"Well, your father was a distasteful person. After these years, I'm glad to have some peace." The two sat in a manor on the border of the Severian-Ammerian border. It took a year to reach this point, but both sides were eager to have peace. They both knew it would only last their lifetime, and war would start again, but it gave them both the opportunity to rebuild and prepare their nations for the future wars that would come.
