[AFTER THE GREAT MEETING][IC]Fornirian Revolution

Procellia City, The Capital Territory, The Empire of Procellia
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A loud pounding on the door awoke the Dras from his nap. The king had been reading a book in his chambers, reclined in a large window seat over looking the city below, when he'd drifted off to sleep.

Still groggy he replied "Come in!" Silently he cussed at being disturbed, just once he'd like to be able to relax for a whole day without someone banging on the old walnut door.

"Your majesty I'm sorry to disturb you but this really couldn't wait" said the man who entered, he appeared to be a member of the assembly judging by his blue robes.

"It's fine. To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

"It's Forenoir sir"

"What about it?" He said, hiding his worry. Did they go back on their trade deal?

"We just got word that revolution has broken out across their nation. The royals fled to Pontilier"

Ishay's eyes opened widely as he processed the news. But they narrowed slightly as he thought

"And why, pray tell, are you the one telling me this?" He asked, not rudely but with some suspicion

"Our intelligence says it is a socialist revolution, and as they head of the Socialist Party I feel entitled to advise you on this"

The demon King stood and stretched for a moment, working the kinks out of his muscles.

"Fair enough" he said, now close enough to read his name tag, which included his title

"Your majesty" the MP said formally "I officially request that we offer support for the pro socialist rebels in Forenoir."

"You know that'll be a hard sales pitch to the nation, don't you?"

"Yes, but this could be a critical opportunity to gain influence and power on the mainland. Not to mention I feel as good socialists we are obligated to help our fellow brothers and sisters"

Ishay sighed and sat back down, deep in thought. He knew that this was indeed a rare chance to gain influence with a large country, but it could also back fire. Not to mention if the socialists lost then all they'd have gained is upsetting other nations nearby. Then there are concerns about it turning into a full blown war. Finally the demon King looked the representative straight in the eyes

"Have you spoken to the Prime Minister?"

"Yes, he sent me to you."

"Fine, I'll take that as his blessing on my judgement. If you can get the citizens of that country, or their king to request our help officially and publicly then you can have your wish"

"Thank you your majesty, you are too kind" he said, obviously pleased at just how easy things had gone. He then dismissed himself to go handle his side of the deal.

As soon as the door closed a figure emerged from the shadows, where Cal-ri had been standing silently.

"You're playing a dangerous game your grace" he scorned

"I'm fully aware"

"Tread carefully. Revolution rarely confines it's self to borders"

"That's what I'm banking on."
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Dear Your Majesty,

King Willihiam,

My name is Be-me, and I am the head of the Procellian Socialist Party. First, permit me to express my condolences for your nation's current situation.

As a socialist I understand the frustrations faced by the proletariat better than most, and this is why I am writing. Your people are calling out for democracy and liberal values, and I wish to help. His Majesty and the Prime Minister are also sympathetic to your plight.

To simplify a complicated situation I have been told that if you officially express support for socialism and request Procellia's support we will gladly help. But it must appear that you asked for our help, without our solicitation. Thank you.

Comrade Be-me
Member of the Assembly
Head of the socialist Party

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