Present Day, Verveaux, Ventian Capital

The Tsar unsealed the letter and cast the envelope a side, it was from the Ereatians and he was hoping the message would bode  good news. His eyes flicked across the lines of the telegram wnd the corners of his lips curled up further and further he got into the letter, until he was grinning. Slapping the letter onto the round office table on which he had the meeting with his children, Voltus reached for the receiver of his telephone and dialed a number, turning the wheel a few times before he was connected to the registery.
"how may I help you your highness?" a voice said from the other end, it was a woman's voice, sounding muted and distant because of the phone.
"connect me to palace management please, Gloria." he replied quickly. The sound of a click was followed by that of the call connecting, the receiver on the other was picked up but before the person on the other end could greet the Tsar he blurted out, "have a sacrifice ready in the garden, I'm coming down."  He slammed the receiver back into the phone and made his way to the exit of the room, riding the elevator all the way down.
The midday sun was high in the sky and the large garden that overlooked the city was cast in glorious light. Voltus strolled through it, walking past the blue flowers to the corner of the garden where the sacrifices took place, verything was already laid out, the knife was sharpened and the ram was watered, all he had to do was kill it. The staff brought the ram down to it's side and held it there, pinning it down so it couldn't move, picking up the knife Voltus approached the animal and knelt infront of it, reaching forward he placed the knife onto the lump in it's throat and pushed down. The blade slipped into the beast with ease, all the way to the bone, discarding the knife he grabbed it by the horns and pulled the head backwards, snapping the neck and letting the blood drain.

The Tsar disembarked the train that took him to Verveaux Air Base, infront of him, stood in squares of 1000 were 5000 troops, each one of them armed and armored and ready to board the awaiting mega-carriers to Colongo. Shunking off his coat and passing it to the nearest junior officer, Voltus was already wearing the uniform the rest of the troops were wearing. Desert Camouflage clothing and black ALICE packs. Walking to the nearest crate of surplus helmets and rifles, the monarch put on the head gear and picked up a semi-auto, making his way to the front of the force, he simply raised the rifle horizontally above his head and the crowd  roared in approval, 'let's do this.' he told himself in his mind as he turned around and marched into the Carrier Zepplin. As he entered, officers started to whistle and troops started to load up, they were heading to Colongo, all of them were and so was their sovereign.

Telegram to: The Ereatian Empire 

I will be personally overseeing the deployment and management of the Ventian expeditionary  forces in Colongo for the foreseeable future. If this meeting that you are  proposing is to take place it would have to be in Colongo, I am not willing to leave at such short notice, as this is an important milestone for the Ventain Armed Forces and I wish to personally over see it. If you are, however, willing to come to Colongo for negotiations will have them in over watch. And if you are not sure what overwatch is, it will be the massive zeppelin that will manage operations.

H.I.M., S.C., Tsar Voltus Ventus